Well, I misjudged the odds of the two finally, after countless attempts from me and Mabel's part, getting together. It's only because they are so shy, to finally speak up what they feel to just do it... That moonlight dance, far from everyone, paired with some emotional conversation, just can't do it. Therefore...we must force it. By us, I mean Mabel and I, through the power of dreams. Since it failed in the past, I am going to do something else. Creating a safe environment for them to be free in is... not doing it. So, I decided to just go and talk Mabel through a simple way of making this possible.

This is why that night her mind was plagued by my dark power...However, I kept it simple and familiar, because I had some sort of psychology knowledge. What does it say? „Learning tends to be easier if done in a quiet, familiar environment and..."(You don't need to hear it for now). This is why she „woke up" at the breakfast table, with me sitting on the other side.

-Hello, Mabel.

-Ow, not you again...

-Look, I know I've been in your nightmares for a long time, but for now I am concerned about something else.

-Lemme guess. You're talking about Dipper and Pacifica?

-As insightful as I left you. True.

-What about them?

-Don't you think they should be...?

-Together? She interrupted me. Yes, but I can't figure out a more blatant way of bringing them closer...

-This is why I am here...

-Excuse me?

-What's wrong?

-Nothing, nothing, just remembered something about dream science...

-Right, well we're in the Gravity Falls, right? You know, I am actually an entity that can enter people's dreams and manipulate them for my own purposes. You can't find me because I live in the same plane as other ghostly beings, such as yours truly Bill Cipher. And that ghost from the Northwest mansion...

-You... selfish creature, she jabbed at me. So, you mean every time I saw... your current form it wasn't who I really thought it was... I've gotta be so stupid to think that maybe I can relive those beautiful moments... Why did you make them have that dream... What twisted aim could you possibly have?

-Mabel... I am who you really think I am... That's the way things are now unfortunately...

-What?

-It's true...That time, when I disappeared, I became this. But let's focus on the task at hand...

I was completely choked by her hug, but luckily it's my world, so I could slowly grab myself out of this. I took a gassy form and appeared on the nearby chair... I couldn't let her do this to herself. Not now...at least.

-I am begging you to refrain from such acts, for now... I am sorry, but a ghost cannot harbor any feelings. I can only feel affection on the most basic level towards old friends... So now...What can we do to bring those two lovebirds together?

-What are you saying? What's going on?

-Please refrain from interrupting or changing the subject. I know this is hard for you to digest, but believe me that the faster you do what I say, the faster I can fulfill my goal...

-What goal? Why are you so distant...? What is the matter with you?

-I am a ghost, Mabel... I cannot... I am sorry.

-Is there anything I can do to help?

-Help those two... Trust me... You're a smart girl, you've heard about the butterfly effect. They can help me, in time... Just be patient and be sure not to mention anything to anyone. Dices must be rolled, but should the odds be ever in my favor, I need all the pieces to fall in the right place...

-Ok, ok, she said excitedly, where do we start?

-We start by...

What purpose would it serve me to spill out my plan here... then I would remain without a simple story line. I mean I've got to make you aware of my point, but just saying it out loud in this diary would pretty much ruin it. It's like I have to explain to you how to build a house and I am just going to call you when it's already done. That's not teaching that's cheating. And I am not a cheater nor in life nor in narrative. However tomorrow was a big day and I couldn't wait to sit in the back seat and enjoy it thoroughly… Hopefully.

Pacifica woke up to her doorbell ringing heavily, while the whole army of butlers was sound asleep, so they couldn't answer. On the doorstep there was nothing but a small yellow note, telling her to come to a fully undisclosed, secret location. Did I mention the note was anonymous? It didn't help that Mabel handwrote this, so it was pretty sure who was the sender, given the numerous letter they have all exchanged… This is why the blonde girl was completely unfazed by the small stroll she had to take in order to reach her destination…

-Well, this is the place… the only tree who has a hole in it. Hopefully she didn't mean another place.

'This was the spot alright' Mabel thought, now that Pacifica had come.

-Surprise attack! She yelled while going commando-ing off a high tree branch, wearing her army sheen sweater and having her face striped with paint, and having a bandana to top it all off. However, Pacifica wasn't such an easy target, as she promptly took a step sideways and Mabel pretty much fell on her face. Now before you come jabbing at me that I had not planned this enough, relax and wait, 'cause there is more to come.

-What was that supposed to be? Asked the blonde helping Mabel to recover from her "fall"

-A surprise attack, duhhh.

-You know that yelling "Surprise attack" pretty much defeats the whole purpose, right?

-Actually, it lowers the guard of the attacker and, furthermore allows me to do this, replied Mabel as she pushed Pacifica into a well-covered gap.

-What are you doing? Screamed the now damsel in distress from the bottom of the hole.

-You'll thank me later, for now you're stuck there with no help, no cell phone reception, not as if you had one and no way out. Just you wait there, until I bring someone else.

At this point Pacifica was being creeped out, mind blown, angry, sad and completely rethinking her life choices upon now. It seemed as if Mabel got completely mentally ill over the night as she looked at her brown hair fainting from the only source of light in this hole. Unable to process that her best friend could do such an insane thing to her, so she started looking around the earthly cell she was in. No low hanging branches, no vines poking out of the walls, no stick on the ground to help her pole vault her way out, no holes in to maybe create a ladder and the ground was severely crumbling when she touched it. Basically she had no way out…

As she stood there trying to man up and not start crying like the little girl she was, she heard rustling noises from above, light footsteps as if it were a deer or a squirrel. But it wasn't an animal it was Dipper.

-DIPPER! She yelled her lungs out.

-Pacifica, what are you doing down there? He asked completely taken aback.

-Your psycho sister pushed me here then left me to rot! Can you, please, get me out of here?

-Umm, ok, calm down, let me see what I can do…he replied as he started taking in his surroundings. Again, nothing seemed to be able to create a way out for the blonde, so he was staying up there, while she was down, helpless.

-Do you have any way to create a ledge, or some sort of catapult? He asked sounding a bit desperate.

-The floor is completely empty, try finding a long vine or something… LOOK OUT!

She yelled while a silhouette appeared behind Dipper, its shadow projecting itself all over the ground, looking scarier from down there.

-Surprise attack! Mabel screamed as she took Dipper completely by surprise. She didn't even touch him as he lost his balance and fell down…

-Woah, this was easy. I thought it would need much more ruckus. Anyway you're supposed to use your bright minds to escape from here.

-WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? The two broke the sound barrier with this question.

-Nothing. Actually I am ok. I'm just gonna leave now. Good luck. By the way, this is a dungeon. So expect some sort of monsters at the end. Bye! She said adopting an innocent look, while backing away from their field of vision.

Apparently, I can use different abilities as I am more of a ghost… It's some sort of game like levelling up gives me new so-called powers. This is why now I can write messages on notes in the physical world. Wow, being a ghost seems better and better… However the more I get used to this, the less I can feel and think emotionally… I also start losing memories… I can't remember my years of childhood. Anyway, the more I stay on this, the worse it gets…

Mabel was feeling awful after this… She came back to the shack and immediately banged her head on the table, asking herself the oh so common question in these situations:

-What did I do?

Then, for the first time in a lot, I could feel something: sorrow. She was sitting there crying, possibly being traumatized, having been forced to push her friend and brother down the entrance of an unknown dungeon, knowing that it is home of a monster and hiding diverse deadly traps. It was painful to watch and more painful that I was the one who caused this. I couldn't bear it more, so I tried to talk to her, but stopped immediately because I realized my silliness. I was helpless. My ghastly being sat down next to her banging its head on the wooden table. It was sad, but that's the most I could do… I tried opening my mouth to shout: "I am sorry". To no avail. Then I figured I'd leave a message the way I used to when I knew I couldn't speak it. Write it. I scribbled with my finger on a note saying simply: „Sorry". Then I left.

Moving the focus back to the couple in making, we find them buried under the dirt of their thoughts. No one could understand why Mabel acted this way…

-Do you have any idea why your sister acted this way? Asked Pacifica in an innocent tone.

-Not at all, I am guessing you don't either. So what should we do?

-First off, let's get out of here. I couldn't find any way out, therefore…

-We must go inside. Didn't Mabel said anything about this trap we're in?

-She mentioned something about a dungeon…

-Oh great, this means traps and monsters, but at the end at least there is a reward…

-Monster…monsters she stuttered.

-Yep, now we better head in, said Dipper while slowly making his way into the dark cave.

It wasn't easy to see in this dimly lit crevasse, but some imagination and practical spirit turned some hundred year old torches and some rocks into a roaring torch, able to light their way. Walking was perilous. Every step was scattered with stalagmites, sharp enough to do more than prickle your toes. Being unaware of your surroundings resulted in a painful, long and agonizing death.

For a long time they did nothing but carefully stepping on worked ground. However it wasn't long until they came to the main obstacle of dungeons. Crossroads.

-Well, if I know my stuff, this is the deadliest dungeon in the whole Falls, but if we think this through we may escape…

-What do you mean? asked Pacifica visibly scared.

-One road leads to doom, the other leads to safety for now…

-And how can we be sure which is which…

-Hmmm, Dipper exclaimed while approaching, one way. As the torch lit the way, bats were startled as in every horror movie. Terrified, Pacifica sought shelter at Dipper's chest as he more or less bravely stood in the way of the flurry of little fliers. I said more or less, because he was nervously hugging her, terrified as well.

After the cloud of chiropteraes (look it up) vanished as fast as it came upon, the two were still in each other's arms. Pacifica unburied her head from his shoulder and looked at him as a little girl looks at her monster filled closet. Returning her gaze was Dipper embarrassed about this whole situation. They broke from this stance as soon as their eyes made contact, both starting to babble nervously. After a little while of silly excuses and basic avoiding of feelings, Dipper finally made some sense:

-Ok, bats made their way out of this cave, this means there is a clear ceiling with ledges, not stalactites, so this is where a big monster would most likely reside…

-Can I ask you a question, before we go in?

-Of course.

-This dungeon is stupid… Why can we only go one way and not come back? What is this certain death road? Why do we die if we go this way? Why do we fight to clear this dungeon?

-That's more than one question, but let me take it in order. This is a very unstable cavern, so it's most likely that after we make our way in, the cave may collapse and seal us in. The next two questions are one, so… The same applies: unstable cavern, however this time the floor collapses and we cannot make our way out. Lastly, this is how dungeons work. You obliterate your way out…

-That actually puts more fog in my mind, but ok. Shall we go? Said Pacifica suddenly adopting a brave posture.

Their torch was starting to faint and darkness slowly engulfed them. In the distance, more torches could be seen, but they were so far away, that they did nothing to help them. Their dilated pupils could make out the silhouettes of the way in, but the side-growing spikes were barely visible, making their advance harder and harder. The path was narrowing down, huge holes gaping out on each side, making this walk a feat of balance and wits, apart from the usual caution and sensorial experience. However, the two were enduring this with stoicism and courage, none of them even letting out gasps or fear filled screams as the duo was carefully strolling towards the light. At last they arrived at their destination. From afar it seemed as it was a pathway lit by torches, but it was actually some sort of arena, surrounded by tiny light sources looking like lamps

-What is this?

-This is my arena, a trembling voice answered. You will have to defeat me in order for the exit to be highlighted. Good luck!

It was an awfully polite monster, but the second he jumped out his appearance was more than revolting contrasting his good inside. Stubby feet with three toes were supporting his massive charcoal colored body. Rocky spikes were bursting out of every one of his joints and from his massive back seemingly covered by a shell. His longer arms made him strike an imposing and intimidating pose, amplified by his own massive size. His knuckles were made of the purest ruby and were glowing in such a beautiful pattern it was hypnotizing. To top it all off, his head growing almost to its entire shoulder length was flattened by the massive horns above it. Dark empty eyes with a slit red pupil and a mouth that when open could fit in it an entire house completed his appearance. You could tell that endurance was this beast's primary perk and speed is completely missing. But his lack of velocity was of course compensated by brute strength coordinating by a strong mind, as proven by his manner of speech.

Dipper figured this all out. But the challenge seemed impossible. How can they beat a monster with no weapons, no powers, no apparent weakness that can be exploited? Before charging into fight he had to ask this:

-How are we even supposed to beat you?

-Easy. You just need to figure it out, said the monster after which he started violently convulsing and rumbling on the ground. It fell over his enormous tail slashing the rocks that provided little to no shield against his brute blows. Suddenly, he rose again and let out a deafening roar. His eyes were not intelligent and shining with fierce wit, but were rather savage glowing with primal bloodlust…