The demon wandered from dream to dream. He didn't find any of them particularly interesting, but he was still grateful for the simple pleasure of wandering freely between them. He found one that was mildly interesting. A young boy sat at his desk desperately looking through his drawers. A plain brown hat perched precariously on his platinum blonde curls, and he had on a large blue vest. The boy found what he was looking for, and pulled a locket out of the drawer. Will felt a faint tugging at the back of his mind, but he ignored it. He watched as the little boy opened the locket, only to find that it was empty. The tugging increased, but Will pushed it to the side, curious to see how the boy would react to the empty locket, and curious to see if he could help the little human. The child banged his fist against the desk, and scrambled through the drawers once more. As the dream demon watched, the tugging felt stronger and stronger, until he was no longer able to ignore it. He turned his attention to the summons, and felt himself sucked out of the mindscape into the human world. Slowly Will opened his eyes to see that the summoning circle had been drawn in a small, dark room. If he had to guess, he would say it was a basement. The humans had forced him into his human form for the summoning; clearly they were powerful magicians. The only other human he had met that was this powerful was…Will forced his attention to the small meat sacks in front of him. The girl was in a leotard and blue jacket. She had a knife in hand, and was tossing a book to the side. The boy had on a large cape and an outfit that was much too fancy for a simple summoning. Around the boy's neck was a small green amulet. Will noticed a smaller one on the girl's headband. The boy knelt down and extended a hand towards Will. "My name is Dipper Gleeful. I'd like to make a deal." Will stayed silent. Best to stay quiet. You couldn't be tricked if you didn't say anything. The girl snorted impatiently. "We don't have time for this. We're talking to you, you pathetic little demon. Answer us!" Dipper glared at the girl, and she shrunk before his gaze. "Sister." The warning was unmistakable, but she only rolled her eyes. Dipper turned back to Will. "You really must excuse Mabel. She has an awful habit of speaking when she's not supposed to." Dipper extended his hand once again. "Now about that deal?" Will shook his head softly and whispered, "I don't want to make a deal." The boy's eyebrows furrowed in a way that reminded him of...Mabel spoke up. "You sure you don't want to make a deal. You know, it would be just as good for you as it would be for us." Her voice was sickly sweet, and he could sense the trap. Will stood up, and scuffed his foot over the chalk circle, breaking the spell. While the siblings were distracted by the ritual, Will ran to the opposite side of the room. He saw stairs leading upwards, and he grabbed the railing. Something sailed past his ear and embedded itself in the wall, centimeters from his face. It was the knife Mabel had been holding. She pulled the knife from the wall, and he whirled around, terror dancing in his eyes. Dipper grabbed him by the wrist, and Will tried to yank himself free, but the boy was too strong. "We didn't say you could leave yet." He was smiling, but it didn't reach his eyes. "Let me go," Will whispered, so softly he wasn't sure Dipper had heard him. Dipper leaned in close and hissed, "No, I don't think I will." Dipper twisted Will's arm and threw him to the ground. Before Will could get up, the magician ground his foot into Will's back, and whispered in his ear. "I don't particularly care how long it takes to get what I want from you, but my sister's not so patient. This takes too long, and I might just stop holding her back. Even if you're immortal, she will find a way to kill you. And she'll make it last. Maybe I'll even join in, who knows? So either you make a deal with us, or we make your life a living hell. So what do you say?" Dipper let him up, and extended the hand once again. "Want to make a deal?" Slowly, Will took the boy's hand and shook it. Ghostly blue flames raced up their arms, and WIll felt the boy absorbing most of his power. When the boy broke off his grip, Will was almost completely powerless. The siblings walked up the stairs, and as the light framed Dipper, Will had to draw in his breath. Dipper was stunningly gorgeous in the light. Mabel retrieved the book she had discarded earlier. As they left, the light glinted off the cover of the book, and Will saw that it was emblazoned with the insignia of a six fingered hand. With a start, Will remembered where he had seen the logo before. Once again the dream demon had been tricked.