The camera blinks on, to a dim street. there is no illumination but the moon. There is nothing around but boarded up apartment buildings, and other abandoned buildings. A stop sign is missing from its pole next to several car parts and their metal bodies on cider blocks, and spray paint covers much of the pavement. Static obscures the screen for a second to reveal a boy with tired looking eyes and a backwards facing cap with a pine tree on it.

"Welcome to Dipper's guide to the unexplained #12, 'the reappear" He hold up a cardboard sign, then tosses it away.

"So we've been hearing lately from a reliable source about a strange figure that seems to randomly appear and disappear at night like a ghost, in this part of town." He says.

The camera is shifted over to Mabel's face.

"And by "reliable source, he means Wendy." She teases.

"Well yeah, so what?" Flustered, Dipper jerks the camera back and hands it to her.

"Well" she tries not to grin too much. "It's just that you would believe juuust about anything she says."

"W-what? No I would'nt. and to be fair, you're more gullible than I am, I could tell you a unicorn was right behind you and you would believe me."

"Wait, there is?" He ignores his sister as she darts around looking for the horse. "Anyway, the reappear is usually hanging around in this street, where it would be gone before you're sure it was even there." More static blurs the screen and cuts to Mabel standing next to a wall with writing tagged on it.

"Weiners. Hm, I wonder what is with people and wieners these days? I think they spelled it wrong, too."

"Mabel, look!" Dipper's voice urged her suddenly. "It's here!"

"No way, you're tricking me again. Unless you got a unicorn."

"No really, look!" He twists the camera to a streetlight that was flickering on on its own. under the it was a tall, lean hooded figure standing underneath. As soon as the light darkened, the person vanished, and all the light around seemed to leave as well, leaving no trace but some distinct clicking, like a bug's mandibles in the inky blackness.

"Oh my gosh!" Dipper gasped "Mabel, did you see that!?" He turned the screen to face her.

"Yeah, I think so. Usually only you stay up late enough to start seeing things."

Dipper rubbed his eyes. "Mabel, this is serious, come on!"

The screen cuts to Dipper lust a bit farther down the street. He whips his head around.

"Ugh, what happened to it!? It was right there, where did it go? Maybe we just saw something."

"I don't know, it seemed pretty real to me. Or maybe it was another hologram. Like that tram."

"Oh yeah, It could be, that would explain why it only appears in the light, but it didn't glow or anything." Dipper points out. "Plus I think McGucket has everything he's been looking for"

"Yeah, but you know him. Could want to freak some people out to have these old buildings for himself. I know I would, and I would make this place magical" Mabel's eyes widen.

Dipper laughs. "You would cover this place with smile dip"

She playfully punches his arm."Well, what's wrong with that?"

Suddenly, a light flicks on, and the figure reappears, and as soon as it does, It vanishes.

"What the- look!" The hooded person is lit up under a streetlight on the other side of the street, closer to them this time, the twins scream as the figure's head is tilted as if observing them, reaching out but is gone when the light flickers out.

"Aaah!"The twins scream and run behind an alley. Sticking close to the wall, they slowly inch towards it. Dipper looks at the camera anxiously.

"Okay, I'm pretty sure that was real."

"Get closer.", Mabel whispers.

"Shhh" Dipper shushes her. He creeps closer and peers around the post with camera close behind. But nothing but worn concrete and bent re bars sticking out like flowers scattered around the pole.

"How could it get away so quickly?" The boy glanced through a chain link fence, but spying only a dead end. "I don't think it could have gone through here. What do you think, Mabel?"

"Ohh, he could be one of those purple nightcrawley things that can teleport places" She muses

"I don't think so. And you know those are only in Amaze's the X-People Comics, right?"

"Okay, now I'm not sure if you're getting that right, Brosef." She says skeptically. "It could just be a tall guy that doesn't like the dark."

"Or another colony of ants, like your first 'boyfriend'" Dipper suggests.

"Ew, don't remind me. Sometimes I can still feel their little hands" She freezes suddenly as the lights turn on one by one out of nowhere with the sound Bang! Bang! Bang!, even closer to them this time, and a rhythmic clicking following closely like laughing.

"Mabel, run,!" They dash down the street, and the camera dips down at their feet, and then lolls behind them. The lights behind buzz on and off as the one in front of them turn on and off in succession to reveal the Mysterious hooded figure materializing under each one, closing in on the siblings.

"Dipper, what do we do!?" Mabel pants

"I don't know" He pulls out his journal and flips through the pages. "Lepretaurs, geometric demons, jersey devil- There's nothing here on it!" He stows it back and slows down. Mabel focuses the camera on dipper."Let's just go back before It-" The hooded figure comes out of nowhere behind him when the streetlight they're under flicks on with a click, and the two of them scream.

"AAAHHHHH!"

And in their frenzy to get away the camera falls with a crash and blacks out at the feet of the thing.

When it turns back on, it is in the back of a car, and the twins are heaved into it, and the car door slams shut. A shadow passes over, and the car starts moving .After it turns back on, Dipper and Mabel are asleep, and light in the car sputters on and off to illuminate a long fingered hand on the steering wheel that becomes nothing when the shadows pass over, the only the sound is the engine and a series of clicks, like the flicking of a light switch. The car passes over a speed bump. Again the screen goes to static, to see Dipper and Mabel carried out and leaned against each other by a tall hooded person outside the mystery shop. Then, the person rings the doorbell, and as the porch light goes out, the person disappears into thin air.

"What? who's there?" A gruff voice calls from inside. "I swear if it's you family insurence salesmen, I don't got any-" Grunkle Stan's silhouette passes behind the door, and he opens it. "-Kids!" He looks around.

"Eh, I guess I better take em' inside. Don't want this place to become the hobo shop. Actually, now that I think about it..." Stan slings the twins over his shoulders while thinking about how to extort lower- income people, and then the camera turns off with a click.

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