There it was. It looked lonely, sitting up on the hill by itself. I'd stay here and find the portal tomorrow. And I knew how to make them believe the story. I know Dipper had the talisman, but I had 3. If I showed Pacifica and Gideon hat volume I had, which should the same as their's, they'd be willing to believe it. One of the reasons I wanted to visit them was to warn and help them. Mabel and I defeated Bill once and we could do it again. If only Soos was here. Oh well, we could make do.

I crept around to the back, where the Gift Shop was. I climbed in an unlocked window. I climbed up Wendy's roof time ladder. I would have easier access to the attic from the roof. I climbed up the ladder like a lizard, and scuttled over to the window to the spare room in the attic. That would be my entrance.

I unlatched it and swung inside. I tumbled quietly onto the floor and started for the bedroom. Everything tonight had helped me master the art of opening and closing doors without making a sound, which came in handy for entering the room.

It looked the same as back home, the room in the attic did. Except where I usually slept was a messy haired Gideon, and replacing Mabel was Pacifica in the violet floppy disk night gown. It was so weird, I almost couldn't handle it, even after everything this summer.

I forgot to take my shoes, hat, and vest when I jumped out the window. But at least I grabbed the journal. That was going to be helpful.

I walked over to Gideon. My heart was pounding like a rabbit for some reason. I gulped and tapped him on the shoulder. If he really was like me, it would be able to wake him up. I'm a really light sleeper.

He jumped and opened his eyes. He blinked a few times before yelling, "DIPPER! Get the heck out of here! It's freaking 3 AM!"

"Relax! I'm not Dipper! Well, I am, just not Dipper Gleeful. I'm Dipper Pines. Sit up and I'll explain everything to you," I told him.

"Okay, now you're seriously insane. Breaking in at 3 in the morning, and then saying your last name is Pines. Get out. Now," he replied. This was failing.

"What volume of the journal do you have?" I asked. This ought to perk him up.

It did. "What do you know about the journal?" His tone changed completely. He was totally, seriously nervous and upset.

"I asked you a question, and I want you to answer it! Now tell me, what volume do you have?" I demanded. No sleep for two days made me crabby.

"Why would I tell you?" he refused.

If this didn't work, I'd just look ridiculous, so I hoped with all my heart it would. "Well," I began. "Who wants a lamby lamby lamby? I do! I do! So go up and-"

"Shut up!" Even in the dark, I could tell his face was red.

"I have it too. I have Volume 3. Now how's this possible? I'll tell you, if, of course, you want to know." Good. I could see him tense. I wanted him worked up enough so he'd be able to listen and understand without falling asleep.

I explained our dilemma up to why I was sitting in his room right now, plus some extra information on Bill.

"Show me the journal," he ordered. I held it up so he could see it. Seeing the journal made him believe it. I could tell by the way his attitude metamorphosed.

"So your sister's still with the Gleefuls, then?" he asked, sounding seriously worried.

"Yeah. I tried to wake her up, but she sleeps like a rock," I told him.

"So does Pacifica," he said, looking lovingly at the Mabelized version of Pacifica.

"I just wanted to warn you about Bill. Oh, and if things work out the same way as they did back in Gravity Falls, you might be spending some time at Robbie's grandma's house. Just wanted to let you know," I informed him. "You'll find out later," I added, after seeing his perplexed look.

"So, now what do you want to do?" Gideon asked the same thing I'd been thinking.

"Sleep." I hadn't had a decent sleep in two nights, both because of Mabel if you really think about it.

I fell asleep on the floor in about ten seconds. And there I slept.