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Trust No-one because reality is an illusion, the universe is a hologram.
A figure rose from the nest. Its black vampire wings stretched out above their heads, casting a shadow in the already darkened cavern.
"It's adorable!" Mabel cried reaching a hand out towards its face.
"Mabel stop!" Dipper shouted as he smacked away her hand. She gave Dipper a hurtful look and rubbed her hand, muttering to herself. The creature opened its mouth and yawned, showing its two sharp teeth. It began to crawl out of the nest and Soos noticed just in time.
"Er, dudes!" Soos pointed at a large puddle just centimetres away from the nest, which had gathered from the waterfall.
"Let's get out of here!" Mabel cried, desperately trying to crawl through the way they came.
"No, wait" Dipper said. He went on his knees and began to shuffle around the nest, making sure not to be seen by the creature. He reached the other side of the nest where it couldn't see him, and gestured to the others to follow suit. Slowly and quietly, Wendy began to crawl towards where Dipper was, and rested her back against the nest, giving Dipper a thumbs up.
"Nice job" she whispered. Mabel followed then Stan and finally Soos, who just barely hid from view. "There's a second door" Mabel said pointing at another blue button on the wall. Wendy quickly pressed it before the creature turned their way, and another door emerged from the white bricks. Once again they crawled through it and entered a much smaller cave. On the opposite side there was a tiny blue tent where a glowing light came from.
"The fortune teller must be in there" Dipper said. They all walked over to the tent and Stan opened it enough for them to see inside. An old man was sitting at a desk, working on a strange machine and didn't notice them walking into the tent. There was barely enough space for them all to fit in.
"He seems familiar" Mabel whispered. The old man looked up to see them. They recognised him immediately.
"Old man McGucket?" Dipper asked, surprised.
"Well howdy young fellas" the local kook said, in his strange accent. "Wh-what are you doing here?" he asked uncertainly.
"Not him again" Stan moaned.
"What are you doing here?" Mabel asked.
"Well, I was just finishing off my mind reading doohickey, when I lost my screwdriver. Any of you kids got a screwdriver?" he asked.
"McGucket are you the future teller?" Mabel asked, confused.
"No siree" he paused; "that is." He pointed in the direction of where the nest was.
"The baby?" Soos asked, confused.
"Its not just a baby, it cleverer er than you think. But I have found it a bit hard to communicate with it, so I decided to invent a translator." He held up the device in his hands.
"Can we use it?" Dipper asked hopefully.
"Er, well" Old man McGucket hesitated for a few seconds.
"Come on" Stan said, getting annoyed.
"Well, oh - okay" McGucket sighed, handing Dipper the device.
"How do we use it?" Mabel asked looking at it curiously. It was amazing – and strange – how many devices McGucket had made over the years.
"You press that red button there on the side" McGucket pointed, "and then speak into the tiny round speaker over there."
There was a brief moment of silence after he had spoken.
"Er, kids you might want to hurry up. It looks like its getting dark outside" Stan said, opening the flap of the tent and peering outside to see. No light came in, which meant that they had been there for at least an hour by now.
Dipper pressed the button on the device and a quiet muffled sound could be heard.
"Er, okay. We need to know what Gideon is planning." They all waited for a reply but nothing happened.
"It doesn't even work" Stan said grumpily.
"We can't lose the shack!" Mabel said in a hushed cry.
"We should get back to the-" Soos was cut off by a sound coming out of the speakers. First you couldn't hear anything but a scratchy noise, as if the connection was breaking up; but soon the sound became clearer. It still didn't make sense – it wasn't in English, but a language that only the animals in Gravity Falls understood.
"What is this junk?" Stan asked, frustrated, wiping his forehead.
"Just wait and watch the screen" McGucket said with an offended look on his old wrinkled face.
"What sc-" Stan stopped complaining and noticed a series of letters sliding onto the screen, creating words, sentences, answers to their request.
"Cool" Wendy whispered, mesmerised. Once the last sentence had showed up on the screen, Dipper started to read out the words, but he was so quiet, that the others had to lean in to listen.