I stood on the stage, the people of Levitation Rises murmuring to each other with worry. Dipper scowled as he backed into the shadows, as did Mabel.

"Well that happened!" Pacifica said calmly, shrugging.

"What happened?" I asked no one in particular.

"I'm not really sure. And I can't tell if the outcome will work with or against us," Gideon told us. He leaned against the wall of the Shack as he crossed his arms and furrowed his brows in thought.

Stan and Robbie left the stage and joined in on the audience's confusing conversation, except they kept to themselves.

"It was nothing like what happened in Gravity Falls. Gideon came up here, said a bunch of stuff I didn't really care about, revealed Lil' Gideon junior, we came up here and tried to prove that he was a fraud, and the police just ignored us," I explained. Gideon probably realized that I was talking about reverse him, so he didn't even bother asking about it.

"That's just so... weird!" Mabel shouted. She was most likely just as frustrated as I was.

I noticed the chatter had died down behind us. I looked over my shoulder. Nothing was there except empty seats. Everyone had left.

Gideon snickered.

"What's so funny?" I inquired.

"Nothing. It's just that, a few days ago, I despised you. Not you you, but that's not the point. Now I'm working with you to defeat yourselves," he said.

"And right back at 'cha!" Mabel smirked.

"Wanna go back to Robbie's place?" I suggested.

Everyone agreed.

Eventually, after a heck of a lot of small talk between the four of us, Stan and Robbie decided they wanted to rejoin our little party.

"How you kiddos doin'?" Stan asked upon reaching us.

"We're, uh, fine!" Gideon replied.

"Let's go back to Robbie's!" Pacifica cheered.

That night, long after everyone else had gone to sleep, I remained awake.

I rubbed my tired eyes. I knew I needed to rest; I just couldn't.

The specter of never seeing my own friends and family persisted, long into the night. I tried to get my mind off of it by thinking about the events of today, and why they turned out different. Stuff like that. But no matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get the thought to leave me alone.

Right before I entered the realm of sleep, I thought I felt a tear slide down my cheek.

"Dipper!" Mabel yelled. "Where are we?!"

"I-I'm not really sure," I stammered.

Blinding whiteness surrounded us. It wasn't a dream. It felt different. But it wasn't a memory either. It did remind me of one, though.

"I think we're in someone's mind!" I exclaimed.

"But who's?" my sister asked.

Gideon and Pacifica appeared next to us.

"Gah! What's happening?" Pacifica shrieked.

"So we're not in your mind, my mind, Gideon's, or Pacifica's," I thought out loud.

"You guys! What. Is. HAPPENING!" Gideon shouted.

"We're in someone's mind, but I can't figure out who's," I explained.

"Wait. If we're in someone's mind, shouldn't-" Mabel never got to finish. She was cut off by a spine-tingling cackle that finished her sentence for her.

"The triangle guy be here?" Bill mocked, emerging from the blankness before us. We stared at him. "You four sure make for a great welcoming committee!"

I snapped out of it. "Whatever you want, Bill, you won't get it!" I screamed.

"Oh, I'm sure I will." If he could grin maliciously, I'm sure that's precisely what he'd be doing at the moment.

"Why didn't you tell the Gleefuls about us?" I asked, more docilely than my previous statement.

"I have my reasons," he said. "And also you two are important. I may have a use for you later on!"

"I knew it!" an evilly calm voice announced from behind us. "I knew you were the ones who defeated him! I knew it all along."