If they had gotten some sleep the night before, this was even worse. Every time they went to sleep, they were confident the beginning was going to be okay and then turn out bad; and every time they woke up they were suspicious of the others around them, making it hard to have any human contact that would have comforted them that everything was okay. Grunkle Stan didn't call them for breakfast at all this morning, and when Melanie decided to see if he was awake, she found a platter of toast, peanut butter and some orange juice on their doorstep with a note from Stan.

"Hi kids. Couldn't help but hear you scream last night. I hope you're alright but I thought you would be tired again and would want to get as much sleep as possible. So here's breakfast, or whatever." It was signed Grunkle Stan. Melanie brought it in their room, and began to share it with Mabel as it was Dipper's turn to sleep. He was beginning to get agitated but calmed down soon enough. Maybe if they had been fast enough they could have woken each other up after the first nightmare, but that was hard and if they woke him up, maybe he would be very suspicious of any of them.

Melanie and Mabel waited only a few minutes before Dipper tossed and turned again and Mabel rushed to wake him up before he had another one. They had found that out during the night. The nightmares just kept on going until you were shaken awake. You were never done with them, so they had decided to wake each other up after the second one because otherwise, they would have scared each other.

"Stan brought us breakfast." Said Melanie as Dipper slowly got out of bed. She moved to Dipper's bed to let Mabel sleep, and they ate in silence. "Maybe we should tell Stan what is going to happen." Said Melanie once Mabel was asleep. "Don't you think he deserves the right to know what's going to happen so he can prepare himself?" she looked at Dipper, while the boy finished swallowing his toast before speaking.

"You've got a point, but he's lived in ignorance since day one so he probably will just dismiss the idea." Dipper answered

"Well at least there's no harm done. Better be safe than sorry. If he knows something it might come in handy, you know?" Dipper nodded. Mabel threw her blanket around before slowing down.

"You know, Melanie, there's something I want to tell you." Dipper started, unsure of what he really wanted to say but feeling he should get something off his chest. Melanie nodded and looked at him in approval. "In all my nightmares from the night before and tonight; you were there. And every time you were the one messing everything up. You were the evil in my nightmares." He looked at Melanie's blank face and added "I'm just saying a fact because I think it's weird. I'm not trying to hurt you in any way." Melanie waited a while before answering.

"Dipper, I do the same thing. In my nightmares you're the one creating chaos, and most of the time you're hurting Mabel. I think that's because I admire the way you care for your sister and I really hope you both outlive this attack because I would never want that taken away from either of you." Tears swelled in her eyes and she added "Your nightmares show you the thing you want least to happen. And if yours shows me messing up it shows that you trust me but you're afraid it might be a mistake, or something along those lines." Dipper nodded, understanding that those nightmares would mess him up more than before.

Mabel mumbled in her sleep and Dipper rushed to wake her up. They had taken too much time to talk and they had almost risked Mabel going into another nightmare cycle. Dipper brought the breakfast platter to her bed while Melanie got down on her bed to sleep.

"I think this should be our last cycle" she said "or else we're going to sleep all day."

She took a little longer to fall asleep considering what Dipper had told her about his nightmares. Obviously this affected her nightmares and made them even worse.

By the time they had all gotten as much sleep as they could, it was around noon and Stan was probably worried sick. They dressed up and got downstairs. He was cooking again, his back turned to them. When he turned around they saw he hadn't got much sleep either. He put down the lunch he had cooked and they started to eat in silence. Stan looked like he had aged of 5 years in one night, his worry so visible on his face it made the children uneasy. Dipper finally decided to give Melanie's advice a try.

"Hey Grunkle Stan, thanks for the breakfast. " Stan nodded, waiting for the rest to come. "And there's something we need to tell you. The apocalypse is coming tomorrow."

Dipper waited for Stan to react but when he didn't, he proceeded with telling him everything that had happened behind his back for the last week and one day. How Melanie's story was actually true, how there had been a murderer in the house, how Bill had visited them and sent them nightmares. Stan didn't show any expression of believing or understanding what Dipper was saying. When he was done, Stan rubbed his eyelids together.

"Thanks for sharing that kid. I knew something was up but I didn't want to force you into telling me. You probably thought it was for my own good. You remind me of my brother, he always thought not keeping me in the loop was the best option."

"Your brother? Wait, you believe everything I said?" asked Dipper, not believing Stan could actually believe in what he has always dismissed as nothing more than a childish invention

"Of course I believe you; I've been here for 30 years before you came along. How could I be blind enough to not see the supernatural surround us? And with my brother who did his research on it, it was impossible to ignore."

"Wait, your brother did research on the supernatural here? Does he know the author? The author of the journals?" Dipper stood up from his seat, excited to finally know the answer to his first unsolved mystery.

"Yeah my brother is the author. Listen, kids, we need to be quick." He said before Dipper could ask anything. "You said Bill was coming from the mindscape to attack us with some kind of army?"

"That's what we think." Replied Melanie

"Well then it's my turn to tell you something I've been holding back for a while now. " Stan stood up and went into the shop. The kids followed him, wondering why he needed to go there to tell them something.

Stan turned the sign to closed on the shop's door and stood in front of the vending machine.

"Dipper, Mabel, I know you may hate me for holding secrets for thirty-seven years, but it was for your own good." Stan turned around and pushed buttons in a certain sequence on the vending machine. The machine swung open to reveal a secret passage with a staircase that seemed to go deep beneath the shack.

He entered and the teens followed. Dipper looked intrigued at how he could have lived in the shack for seven summers and still not know all its secrets. Mabel looked more amazed than anything as the place seemed like some old secret war passageway. Melanie knew by instinct what was down there. She could feel its powers resonate through her and she hoped it wasn't real; because if it was, they were all doomed one way or the other. They reached an elevator at the bottom of the stairs and Stan entered a password to open it. They got in and traveled down three levels.

The doors opened on what looked like a military bunker base, with huge computers giving different signals. They walked to the end of the hallway that was formed by the machines until they reached a desk. There, Stan took out two books from a closet. Dipper's mouth opened in both awe and horror. In his hands, Stan was holding Journal 1 and Journal 2.

"You had them all along? Why didn't you tell me? Because you thought I was a kid and couldn't be trusted with such a secret? Why Stan?" Dipper asked, tears in his eyes. He felt betrayed, sad, but mostly angry for never being suspicious of Grunkle Stan.

"Easy kid, I just didn't think you were ready to know what they unlock; but now you have to be. I'm sorry it took all this time." He put down the books and turned to face a door with blue light seeping from under it. "Here is my last secret. I think it might be the most dangerous my brother's built and now it might be used by Bill Cipher." Stan opened the door and entered the room. A triangle with a blue hole of light in the middle stood there.

Mabel and Dipper looked at it in awe and Melanie flinched back. Her worst fears had come true. Dipper looked at Stan as if waiting for him to explain what this all was when Melanie stepped in between the two of them to prevent a fight.

"It's a portal, Dipper. Bill can and will use it to bring his nightmares and monsters from the mindscape and other places. "

Dipper searched Stan's face for a denial of what Melanie had just said, scared to trust her or believe what he had just heard. Stan nodded and looked at his feet in shame, and Dipper felt his body turn to fire. If Bill succeeded, it would have been thanks to their "trusted" Grunkle Stan.