"TALK!" shouted Gideon angrily. He pointed a pudgy finger at his three captives, using all the restraint he had in him to not attack them. He needed answers, and punching the children probably wasn't a great way to get them.
The trio said nothing, though the small girl in front flinched fearfully. Their stubbornness irked Gideon more than anything. "WHERE IS IT?" he shouted at the top of his lungs. Menacingly, he slammed his fist on his desk, causing the objects upon it to shake. "oww.." Gideon said under his breath. Apparently, hitting wooden tables hurt.
"Son, why are you making so much noise?" asked a cheery voice behind the door. Just as Gideon turned around, his door opened, revealing his father, Bud, standing in the doorway. Bud looked at the three children, tied up tight with ropes, a puzzled look in his face.
"What's this all about?" Bud asked his son.
"Play-date," Gideon blurted. It had been the only thing that came to his mind.
"Fair enough," shrugged Bud. He closed the door and walked away. Gideon waited until he could no longer hear his father's heavy footsteps plodding on the floor before he started interrogating his prisoners again.
"Where is what?" asked the small African-American boy stupidly before Gideon could shout again.
"You know full and well what I'm talking about!" snarled Gideon,"The Book! Book Two! I know you stole it. NOW WHERE IS IT?"
"Oooh, that!" said the girl with a cheery smile. It infuriated Gideon at how calm these children were acting around him when he'd threatened them with unthinkable punishments multiple times.
"If you don't talk, I'll-I'll," stuttered Gideon Gleeful,"Throw you down the Bottomless Pit!"
Immediately, the captive trio's faces whitened. All the mocking joy and annoying sarcasism vanished instantly. Gideon snickered. By the looks on their faces, he could tell his captives didn't know the Pit wasn't technically endless. They'd tell him everything to avoid going down it.
"Alright, alright. I'll talk," groaned the oldest prisoner,"We don't have the book."
"WHAT? You do, too, imbecile!" protested a surprised Gideon. He almost slapped the boy but thought better of it.
"No, we don't" huffed the boy,"And I have a name. It's Bridger. I'd prefer to be called that rather than 'imbecile'".
"What happened t-to it?" asked Gideon loudly. He finally lost control of himself and began to shake Bridger's shoulders nastily.
"It was stolen," the other captive boy announced briefly.
"By who?" pressed Gideon.
The boy's eyes dilated in fear. He didn't speak for a few moments, but finally whispered," a monster. Nightmare".
Gideon stumbled backwards. Nightmare. Immediately, he knew bad things were coming to Gravity Falls. Nightmare was free.
"Giiiideon!" sounded Bud's voice from downstairs. "You have visitors!"