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"2?! How- Gideon has 2!" Mabel exclaimed, astonished.

"Well, how did it get here?" Dipper asked, "Surely it didn't just walk into the filing cabinet!"

"Maybe it did! You never know!" Mabel said, trying to cast away Dipper's blame and suspicion.

"This town isn't that strange! Mabel, I didn't really trust Stan to begin with. Maybe there's something he's not telling us." Dipper said, smarter than her efforts.

"Dipper! Shame on you! What would a boring old man like Stan want with one of those books anyway? Maybe he just saw Gideon drop it and stole it. You know, normal reasons."

"Still.."

"We can just ask him when we find him. I'm sure there's a perfectly logical explanation." Mabel finished.

"Really? You honestly trust him?" He asked.

"Really." Mabel said, but truthfully, she wasn't sure. Suddenly, Soos walked into the room. Dipper scrambled to hide 2 in his vest, out of plain sight.

"So, I checked the kitchen and the yard, and he wasn't there. The car's gone, though." Soos stated.

"I guess we're stuck here." Dipper said, "What do we do now?" As soon as he asked it, an idea sprang to his mind.

"Mabel! We can go through the book while he's gone! It's the perfect time!" With that said, Soos, who had been leaving, said,

"Go through what? You two find anything?" He questioned, looking back at them. Nervous, Dipper quickly came up with a distraction. Pointing to the window in the hallway, he said,

"Hey, look! A glowing green dot!" He said, hoping it would work.

"Where?!" Soos said, turning to look out the window, straining his eyes to see the non-existent green orb.

"It's out there, I saw it!" Mabel said, catching on. She must have said it with enough of her usual energy, luckily, and Soos took another look, then said,

"I'm coming, green dot! As he ran as fast as his legs could take him out of the door. Giving each other a high-five, Dipper and Mabel shut the door. Then, taking the newly discovered 2 out of his vest, Dipper placed the book down onto the floor. The twins laid down, each on one side of the book.

"Okay, so let's see what's in here..." Dipper trailed off, looking at the cover. Inside, written in the same curly handwriting, was 'Property of Hector McG'. Dipper noticed that the name was the same one he had read on the papers prior. He was about to tell this to Mabel, who was still right beside him, when he realized what that would mean. Should he tell her about the room, the documents, and the fact that there might have been another Pines?

Trust no one...

Maybe it should stay his little secret. For now, anyway. Moving on, he turned the pages again and again, and began to notice a few things. For one, this journal was much thicker. That was most likely because it was complete, but still. The difference was notable. Secondly, while Journal 3 had been more of a field guide to monsters, this was more of a list of supernatural and mystical items with their advantages and disadvantages listed. Demon caterpillars, blood rain, mystic amulets, something that looked like one of those fortune tellers, something called a 'Perceiving Prism'-

Wait, what?!

Dipper turned back to that page. By then, it had been a good fifteen minutes just sifting through pages, and Mabel wasn't beside him anymore. He didn't bother to look up to see where she was, though. He hadn't heard the door open or close, so she was still in the room. Anyway, the Perceiving Prism was an artifact?! It looked just like the pyramid he had in one of his vests, somewhere. He never actually bothered to take it out. The entry read as followed:

'Out of all of the objects I have seen, the Perceiving Prism, as I've named it, is probably the most useful of all. Unlike other objects that I have seen, this one has no disadvantages to using it. Used correctly, it can amplify a type of wavelength in your mind, and turn it into a full running picture from your recollection! In simpler terms, it stores and can present to anyone any memory of those who have touched or come into contact with it. Once again, Gravity Falls throws us another puzzle to solve, as I am not yet aware how to use it nor how it works.'

"So... why are you staying on that page so long?" Mabel asked. Dipper broke his gaze away from reading the book to see Mabel sitting in Grunkle Stan's chair. He stood up, holding the book open, then placed it thumb in between the pages, carefully closing the book on it so he could go back to reading the page once he was done talking.

"No reason." He said, lying through his teeth. "Just looked interesting. Anyway, do you know what this book is?" He inquired. She shook her head, and then slowly turned herself upside down on the chair.

"Nope! What is it?" She asked, giving him the answer he wanted.

"It's more like a book of mystical artifacts and items. Look, there's even Gideon's amulet in here!" He said, turning to the page of the turquoise amulet that had caused them so much trouble in past endeavors.

"Really?!" Mabel exclaimed, much more interested now. She quickly turned herself right-side up again, but unfortunately for her, it was too quick. Her hand quickly went to her head as the blood rushed back the proper way. "Ow, ow! Head throbbing!" She stated, and then waited. Dipper patiently waited for her, and after a few minutes, she said, "Like what?"

"Mabel, this must have been all of his knowledge of Gravity Falls! Everything he did and achieved, he got through this book! And he called me useless without my book! Hypocrite!" He said, almost gloating at his new realization. However, Mabel was wondering about something else.

"What's a hypocrite? Is it a hippo in a crate? If so, that's exactly Gideon!" She said, hoping to catch on.

"Mabel, a hypocrite is when someone says that you are wrong by doing something, then does the thing they told you not to do." He explained to her.

"Can he still be a hippo crate? I like that picture of him!" She said, happy to through anything on him. How old was he again, nine? Memories were better if she imagined him as a hippo in a crate. Hah, with a little white wig, too!

"Sure, Mabel. Just know the difference." Dipper said, unaware of her thoughts. She smiled, and laughed. He in turn gave her a confused look, but quickly dropped it. It was Mabel, after all.

"So, what do we do now?" Mabel asked him, clearing away the thoughts of hippo Gideon.

"I really want to go up to the attic to read more of this. We can't really do anything else until Stan gets back, right?" He asked.

"I guess so. If he's not here, no one's stopping me from getting the cheese spray!" The idea lit a lightbulb in Mabel's head so brightly Dipper swore he saw it come on. She opened the door, and said, "I'll be in the kitchen!" and left. Dipper took one last look at the office, and then exited, closing the door behind him.

Dipper had been upstairs reading for knows how long. It was pretty late now, and the sun had been down for a while. Suddenly, he heard footsteps rushing up the stair, and the door opened. Mabel, her purple sweater now covered with orange-ish yellow cheese spray said,

"Dipper! Grunkle Stan's home! He brought pasta, and I helped make supper!" She said, enthusiastically. "Come on! You want to eat, don't you?" She asked. Dipper, won the other hand, had other questions. Tucking 2 into his pillowcase where no one would find it, after remembering his place, of course, asked Mabel,

"Did you ask him about it?" Clearly, Mabel had forgotten the scenario from earlier, and asked,

"'It?' What 'it'?" Dipper would have groaned, but he sniffed the air, and the door Mabel opened also opened the smell to delicious pasta. Which Mabel made. He couldn't get mad at her now!

"Come on, we'll ask Grunkle Stan about 2 now!" He said, and got off of his bed. Both of them headed back down the stairs, where plastic utensils and plates where beside a pot of really good-smelling noodles. They helped themselves, and went to the living room, where they usually ate. There was Grunkle Stan, watching his favorite show, coming to a terrible conclusion.

"On hiatus?! What does that even mean?! No more new episodes until next year?! NOOO-" His unhappy cry was ceased as Dipper and Mabel entered the room, which he quickly turned the channel to football. "Oh, hey you little gremlins. What did you do today?" He asked.

"Not much." Dipper said, but took the advantage when he saw it. "Oh, um, me and Mabel thought we'd try to help find some bills to destroy in your desk. We found a book in there." At this point, Grunkle Stan seemed to pause for a second, then continued chewing. Dipper continued, "It was pretty interesting. All sorts of magic things. How did you get it?" Stan didn't respond for a second, until,

"Ha! Got it off of that little worm, Gideon. Practically dropped the thing into my hands! Anyway, I was thinking on keeping it, seeing as it was a load of garbage beyond belief! Great attractions, I tell you. Started on a whole new line of "Mystery Amulets". Protect you and your wallet! Now, let's watch some football." He said, turning his focus back to the TV. Mabel shot Dipper an I-told-you-so stares, then went back to eating her food, which was almost gone. Dipper sighed, and went back to eating his food.

Later that night, he climbed into bed, and told Mabel goodnight. After the lights were shut off, he took the book out of his pillowcase.

"I guess I've got you now. Huh, I wonder where mine went." He said, and set it under the bed. He fluffed his pillow, and laid down, falling asleep quickly.

Little did he know that would be the first night of the many terrible nightmares to come.

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