Chapter 7
Year 1889
Back at the shipyard, the cries of gulls pulled Dipper out of his thoughts. He knew what he had to do. Turning to Mabel, the young male prepared to tell her.
"Mabel, I..."
Then it came. A loud thin wail of terror. It froze both twins in panic. Clutching to one another, they could do nothing until the wail subsided.
"Bro bro, did you hear that?" She asked, voice shaking and looking concerned.
"Yeah," he replied, pointing a lone ship in the harbor. "And I think it was coming from there. Hey!"
Mabel took off running, with Dipper trying desperately to keep up. All he could hope for was that this would not lead to trouble as they boarded the ship.
So much for hope, Dipper thought as he realized that they looked into the hold. Darkness filled every corner, making it hard to see anything. Mabel turned to look at him, determination replacing her concern. Someone could be hurt and they needed to do something.
"Mabel, what are we looking for?" Dipper whispered, trying to find the source of the scream they heard outside.
"I...don't know, bro bro." Mabel replied in hushed tones, looking around desperately in the darkness.
Shivering, both twins felt the darkness begin to eat away at them. Dipper reached out for Mabel's hand, but found nothing was there.
"Mabel?" He squeaked, his head lashing about in a desperate search for his other half. "Mabel!"
"I am right here, bro bro," Mabel replied, trying to hid the fear in her voice. "I am okay."
Dipper sighed, trying to blink away the tears that were threatening to spill from his eyes. Mabel walked over to where she could make out her brother's form. Gently, she placed a hand on his shoulder and pulled him into a hug.
Dipper's tears rebelled against him, knowing that he had had a glimpse of his worst fear, as he allowed Mabel to pull him into a tight, reassuring hug. As she soothed her panicked brother, the sounds of footsteps echoed amongst the creaking hold. The sound of muffled voices reached their ears.
"Of course milord." Came one voice, directly above the twins' heads.
Dipper stared at Mabel in fear and she knew their time was limited. Looking around for a possible exit, something caught the girl's eye. Dipper followed her gaze.
"What is it, Mabel?" He whispered harshly, heart pounding in his chest.
"I...don't know, bro bro." Mabel replied in hushed tones. "But look at this."
The boy looked at what his sister had found. It appeared to a vial filled with some type of liquid.
"What is it?" He asked, studying it carefully.
But there wasn't enough time to study it on the ship. The sounds of footsteps echoed in the darkness.
"Come on." Dipper hissed, grabbing Mabel's arm and ran out of the hold, vial still in her hand.
The sounds of the ship faded as the twins exited the ship. The two kept running until the shipyard was out of sight. They didn't stop until they returned to the familiar sight of the Undertaker's parlor.
End Chapter 7
