"Ughhhh" Dipper groaned as he raised his head. "What am I doing out here?"

He looked around at his surroundings, which were nothing but trees and the light of the full moon. There was not a single cloud in the sky.

"Oh man! How long was I out!" Dipper gasped in shock as he at last remembered what had happened before he passed out. The numbers on his watch appeared a little blurry, but a close scrutiny told him the time was 12:00. Midnight. He had been unconscious for about 2 hours.

"And where the heck is Mabel?" he asked out loud as he took another look around. She wasn't anywhere to be seen. "Geez, not again. Sure hope she's-", Dipper began before being cut short by a strong sense of dizziness. He dropped to his hands and knees, but the feeling was gone after less than ten seconds.

"Dipper, you're awake! Are you OK?", Mabel exclaimed as her brother stood up. Dipper had no idea where she had come from, as there was no trace of her just seconds ago.

"Yeah, I think I'm good. What happened after I got knocked out by that lumberjack guy? And where did you just come from, you weren't here when I woke up?", Dipper responded.

"I was just sitting by that tree", Mabel replied as she pointed to the one behind her. "But anyway, that dude just disappeared moments after he knocked you out, I don't know why. Guess he just hated you or something. You wouldn't wake back up no matter how hard I shook you after that, so I moved you over to that stash of leaves and waited here for you to wake back up. You're too heavy for me to carry, and even if I could bring you all the way back to camp I have no clue where the heck it is".

"Me… neither", Dipper admitted in confusion as he glanced down at the leaves he hadn't noticed before. "How far did you drag me, this looks nothing like where that ghost thing attacked us."

"Not that far, you're only a few feet from where you passed out. There's the rock you hit your head on over there.", Mabel answered as she halfheartedly moved her right arm in the rock's direction and back.

"Huh? No way, this place is completely different looking! This can't be it..."

"Well I'm sure it is. You were probably too focused on the fight to stop and sightsee, but I promise I didn't move you far.", Mabel reassured Dipper as she began to get concerned for him. "I kinda know how you feel though. I know I sure didn't believe my eyes either when I saw… this!", Mabel excitedly said as she pulled out a knife from her sweater. "It rolled out of Stan's cane when our new pal Mr. Paranormal Tree-Cutter sliced it in half". Mabel tossed the blade to her brother. "Check it out. Who knew Grunkle Stan carried a weapon with him everywhere?"

"Well it doesn't exactly surprise me much, that guy's full of secrets", Dipper began as he looked over the knife. "Like that tattoo he won't tell me about, and that secret room with the wax figures he just boarded up and left sealed for who knows how long. This thing could come in handy though."

"Yup! Especially if you look at the bottom of the handle!" Mabel urged Dipper, getting even more excited than when she first handed it to him.

"A compass! And it works!", Dipper joined in Mabel's excitement. "I should be able to get us back to camp now. The sun set in the direction I left camp for when I went out to go look for you, and if that was west, then the camp should be..." Dipper paused as he oriented his body in the proper direction. "This way! East!"

"Awesome-sauce! Lets get out of this dump before our friend pops back up.", Mabel breathed in relief. Now that Dipper was back in action and able to lead them back, the insane situation they found themselves in a couple hours ago was beginning to correct itself. Without a moment's hesitation, the Mystery Twins half power walked and half jogged towards the east.