Warning: This chapter gets really intense
Dipper ran recklessly through the forest back to The Shack, tripping over almost every tree root. He had to get home, he had to see if Mabel was okay.
When he burst through the clearing where the Mystery Shack stood, dread settled in his gut, the door was wide open, Stan NEVER left the door open after hours. He ran into The Shack. Everything was in it's usual place, untouched. Dipper relaxed a bit until he realized something, it was quiet. Mabel was supposed to be having a sleepover with the two loudest girls in town. He bounded up the stairs and threw open the door to the attic bedroom. His eyes frantically scanned the room until he saw Mabel's shape, under the covers of her bed, again Dipper relaxed, Candy and Grenda must've gone home early.
"Oh, Mabel, you're okay." He said.
Dipper began to shake as all his feelings of uneasiness and dread left him.
I really need to sleep he thought to himself. Then a question entered his mind.
"What were you screaming about anyway," Dipper asked, voicing his curiosity.
Mabel gave no reply.
Dipper looked close, realizing that Mabel was holding perfectly still, as if she wasn't even breathing.
"Mabel?" Dipper asked, fear creeping into his voice.
Again, Mabel gave no reply.
Dipper rushed over to her bed, sending swirls of dust off the floor in the process. Dipper shook her shoulder hard, and repeatedly said her name.
Throughout all of this, Mabel neither moved nor gave any reply.
Dipper moved her on her back, and removed the covers from her face. Dipper screamed in absolute horror and took a step back.
Mabel's face was covered in dried blood, and the socket that her right eye had once occupied was now empty, and an X had been carved into her face with a knife over the empty hole.
Dipper stared in horror at the empty shell that had once been his sister, when the door to the attic flew open, and three people stepped in. Dipper didn't need visual evidence to know who they were. The one on the right held something akin to a spoon, and the one on the left held a bloody knife.
Dipper took a step back, but tripped on the leg of Mabel's bed. The people started advancing.
"No!" Dipper yelled as he scooted back, "No!"
Dipper inevitably hit the wall of the attic, and the figure in the middle reached down and grabbed him under the arms, and held him down on his bed. Dipper was using all his might to try to get away, but the man was too strong. Dipper tried calling for help, but it was apparent that no one was coming.
The person with the spoon came and stood over Dipper, he could see that it was a woman. The woman raised the spoon like object and thrust it under Dipper's eye. Dipper's face felt like it had erupted in fire, he screamed in pure agony as the woman flicked her wrist, and the eye popped out like a rubber ball. Dipper felt his face become wet with blood, and the last thing he ever saw, was the man with the knife lowering to cold blade to his forehead.
The trio excited the house in silence, with their precious jounal, and started their journey back to the complex, leaving behind the bodies of a once loving, and adventurous family, they were covered in blood, and needed to find a place to wash their hands
Well that escalated quickly...
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