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DIPPER POV:
There was a chant and a small ritual to go along with it, nothing too challenging.
Mabel got the ten candles we needed from downstairs in a dusty little drawer and brought them up here. I got out a little survivor kit I had and took out the matches, lighting the white, long candles and putting them in a circle around the room. We stood in the middle of the circle and each joined a hand, raising our conjoined hands to the middle of the circle.
"Time is one and time is all! Time is there until we fall! The clock keeps ticking away at life, we altered time with a possession and a knife! Now we need help to get things back, without help there's much this life will lack!" We both chanted in unison.
Then, something really strange happened, and I mean really strange. A floating clock showed up in front of us, the hand on it started moving around starting slow and getting faster. Then a purple swirl of circled lines showed up, swirling around. Mabel and I were staring at it in both amazement and curiosity.
Then something appeared in front of us. It had no legs, a purple cloak, a clock in his chest and stomach area, a scar going across his eye, gloves and red eyes. It looked as if though it was in maybe it's late 30's or early 40's and was carrying a purple, long pole type thing with a clock at the end of it. It pressed a button at the end of the pole type thing and turned into looking like it was a little kid, and time around Mabel and me seemed to pause. It was the weirdest thing.
"What are you...?" I asked in curiosity.
"I am a ghost. Master of time. You can call me Clockwork though." He answered, turning into an old man looking version of himself and glancing down at the knife embedded in my chest.
"You can help us!?" Mabel asked with much enthusiasm in her voice. Clockwork turned into the kid version of himself again.
"I can." he said, same calm tone as before. Mabel and I both smiled at each other and turned our heads back to Clockwork. I asked what he wanted to be done to do this for us.
"What I want? I think it's what you want or... how much you want it, that is." He said, still in the same tone and turning back to his middle-aged form, how we first met him.
What did he mean by that? How much we want it? I'd do anything to have it back to normal and I'm sure Mabel would as well.
"I'll do anything! What do we need to do?" I said. He pointed the pole with the clock he was holding at something and made another purple swirl type-thing and it turned into showing us what happened in the last few hours. I was horrified re-watching it. Clockwork then turned to Mabel.
"Go back in time and stab him before all this happens, to prevent it. I'll make sure time plays itself so everything's okay after that. If you fail though, you're ending up dead as well. Do you accept this challenge?" He asked her. I was honestly scared of her saying yes, at that point I had no control whatsoever of my actions. She could actually die if the thing controlling my body at the time wins.
MABEL POV:
A chant? We had to do a chant? I didn't like this weird voodoo magic stuff but if it was to help Dipper, I'd do it.
I got candles from downstairs and Dipper lighted them with matches he had in his survival kit. We raised our hands together in the air and stood in the middle of the room.
"Time is one and time is all! Time is there until we fall! The clock keeps ticking away life, we altered time with a possession and knife! Now we need help to get things back, without help there's much this life will lack!" We chanted.
Okay... there was a clock in front of me, and a hand that was on it started to go around it, first slow, then faster and faster. A purple swirl of circled lines appeared, and I really hope I wasn't hallucinating and that Dipper saw this too.
After that, a figure with no legs, a purple cloak, a clock as his abdomen, a scar in place of its eye, gloves and red eyes appeared in front of us. He was also carrying some kind of staff with a clock on it. He suddenly morphed, and looked like he was a kid, and I turned to Dipper. Yup, he was seeing this too.
"What are you...?" Dipper asked curiously.
"I am a ghost. Master of time. You can call me Clockwork though." He answered, turning into a senior version of himself and directed his attention to the knife still in Dipper's chest.
"You can help us?" I asked. Clockwork turned into a little kid again.
"I can." He said, so calming. Me and Dipper smiled at each other before Dipper asked what he wanted us to do.
"What I want? I think it's what you want... Or how much you want it, that is." He said, turning into a middle aged man. Well... that was a confusing answer.
"I'll do anything! What do we need to do?" I asked. He pointed with his staff at something and made another purple swirl and it started to turn, showing us the events that just previously happened. That's great, because the first thing I want is to re-live all the horrible things I just had to do to my brother. Clockwork then turned to me.
"Go back in time and stab him before all this happens to prevent it. I'll make sure time plays itself so everything's okay after that. If you fail though, you're ending up dead as well. Do you accept this challenge?" Of course I wanted to, but what if I did fail? Then I would be dead and there would be no one else to stop Dipper. I had to do what had to be done though, no matter what the chances were.
LittleBoomBoom: Can anybody get the reference in this story? THINK ABOUT IT...
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