He woke up with a jolt, and saw nothing. Everything around him was white, no walls, no ceilings, and even though he was now sitting up, didn't seem like there was really a floor either. Dipper wasn't sure where he was, and the last thing he could remember was staring the statue in the eye.
From some distance away, he heard a familiar maniacal laugh. It echoed in whatever spaced he seemed to be in. A small speck seemed to grow larger and larger, until the familiar image of Bill Cipher himself hovered next to Dipper.
"Well kid, I wasn't sure you were going to get my memo. But it looks like you found me okay."
Dipper glared "Where the hell are we, and what do you want with me?" He could feel the red coming into his face and his temperature rising. He no longer felt fear, but agitation instead.
Bill squinted and sneered. "Don't take that tone with me, you entered my dimension. I wouldn't act so high and mighty, especially since you and your family led to my demise."
"So, you're dead?" This took Dipper by surprise. He didn't look dead, just like regular Bill.
"Not quite, but physically, yes. When your great uncle Stan let me into his mind and erased himself, along with me inside, I was left without a form. Without power, without form, without now any place I could call my own. It's taken me this long to rebuild my strength back to when Gideon first called me out of the depths."
Dipper processed this information. So, Bill didn't have a physical form anymore. That's a plus. He was weak and lost his powers he had gained. Also, a plus. So far, it appeared that Bill couldn't harm him in anyway different. But, he couldn't let his guard down. Bill has always had a plan.
Bill continued. "The worst part is, I can't travel into any new minds. Unless someone calls me, I can only exist in the minds of people I had formally possessed. That includes you and Sixer. Not only that, but they have to be here in Gravity Falls. Again, that includes you and your freak of an uncle."
"Great uncle, actually. Both him and Stan are." Dipper stood up and started walking around this blank space. Bill followed and hovered shoulder-height next to him. His anger had subsided, and he was curious. No, he still hated Bill. But, if there was an evil plan, Dipper wanted to figure it out. He decided to continue the conversation and find out all I can.
"Is there anyone else on that list BESIDES me and Ford?"
"Actually, the only other person is away in Alaska right now. Not that I would want her to help me anyway."
Dipper stopped. "MABEL?"
Bill shook his head. Which, for him, meant that his hat swiveled back and forth, side to side. "No, I never possessed her. But otherwise, she would have been great."
Dipper fumed at this statement, and almost did not hear the next.
"No, it was a girl named Grenda."
"Wait wait wait, GRENDA?"
Bill seemed to blush in embarrassment, his face of irritation. "It was not my shining moment," he replied coldly.
Dipper couldn't help but let out a laugh.
The demon following him glared. "It was a one-time thing, and I will never possess anything like that beast again."
This statement was followed by more laughter.
"It's not that funny."
"HAHAHAHAHA-*snort* it IS pretty funny *snort* HAHHAHAHAHHAHA!" Dipper couldn't help himself.
Bill stared at him coldly. "Have you even thought about why I would want you here? Or why I called you here?" Dipper stopped abruptly.
"I didn't bring you here to mock me. Trust me, I don't enjoy it. But there is something I need from you. I can't do this, or at least, without you."
Dipper turned to look at Bill. The fear was back. He knew what was going to happen, but he still wasn't prepared.
"What do you want from me this time, Bill? You've been inside my body, you've been inside my mind. You've made sure you're in my nightmares every night. What else could you want?"
Bill chuckled. "You're thinking too small. I don't want to possess you, Ford, or anyone for that matter. No…I'm tired of being in other people's mind and body's.
I want my own."