Wow, finally had time to write a new chapter. Weirdmageddon Part 1 was awesome, wasn't it? Sorry I haven't updated in awhile. It's hard to adult some days, but I still want to find as much time as I can to write. Anyways, enjoy more snarky Pacifica. I'm very disappointed at how under-utilized she is on the show now. Alex had built so much potential with her after NMN.

"Had my present body been the vehicle of a frightful alien consciousness from palaeogean gulfs of time? Had I, as the captive mind of those shambling horrors, indeed known that accursed city of stone in its primordial heyday, and wriggled down those familiar corridors in the loathsome shape of my captor?" – H. P. Lovecraft, "The Shadow Out of Time"

"Young lady," Ford began, "what exactly do you mean by 'going on inside your head?'"

"I keep having these weird dreams," Pacifica said, "Sometimes, they're just odd abstract shapes out of some dumb art film, but most recently, I had visions of these weird tentacled beasts, saying that I've been chosen for something. All the while, I'm wondering what makes me so special. Dipper and Mabel seem more likely candidates for weird freaky things. Why not pick them? Plus, I think I saw a dead one of the creatures from my dreams down there, so it's got me even more worried."

Ford knelt down and met her at eye level. This was a habit of his, as he always wanted to be on the same level with whomever he spoke.

"From the sounds of it," he began, "you're being visited by the great race of Yith. According to ancient lore, they lived 200 million years ago on a dying planet. In order to escape their fate and continue their fight against the horrendous creatures that had attacked their home world, they needed to project their consciousness and memories across space and time to the nearest species that would be able to comprehend their message and mission. Among these was the human race. They picked only the brightest minds to offer this message, giving our species the instruction we needed to defend our world from the flying polyps and other gelatinous monstrosities that had once threatened them. All of this came from the reports of some scholar from the early 20th century whom everyone thought was mad. Yet, parapsychologists are still studying his work today, and with more scientific evidence of these creatures, the idea is becoming less and less farfetched."

"Great," Pacifica said, rolling her eyes, "So my brain has been invaded by palm tree crab squids. Wonderful."

"It means that you have a great mind, young lady," Ford continued, "From the Yithian's understanding, you will have a tremendous role in saving this town from ultimate destruction."

"That actually sounds pretty cool to me," Wendy said, "Sometimes I wish aliens would invade my brain. It would at least make life here a lot more interesting."

"Yeah," Pacifica said, "but it kind of sucks when it actually happens. I feel like the past few days have been one long fever dream."

"Indeed," Ford said, "But we've got to continue onward. Follow me, young ladies. We need to find the rest of the group."

Pacifica, Wendy, and Ford walked to the opposite opening on the other side of the bridge. Ford fired up a flashlight, as the rest of the cave did not have the same convenient phosphorescent glow. They then proceeded down another long, dark cavern, remains of old clay housing lining the walls. Pacifica still wondered how anyone could live in a place like this. Where did they prepare their meals? Where did they defecate? She didn't want to think about it.

Suddenly, further down the hall, they heard screams.

"That sounded like Robbie," Wendy said, "I'd know that girly scream anywhere." The group ran forward to find Soos attempting to pull Robbie out of a hole. Inside the hole, they noticed what popular culture allowed them to clearly identify as a zombie. It was attempting to drag him downward with it, but Soos was doing his best to keep that from happening. It continually tried to bite Robbie, but his thrashing was such it couldn't get a good bite beyond a tuft of his hoodie. "I've got this," Wendy continued, raising her ax.

"No," Ford said, "You'll fall with him."

"Then I've got this," Pacifica said, raising the lightning gun. Ford pushed it down and shook his head. She understood his implied meaning; she could potentially shock the whole group with that thing. Ford then pulled a laser pistol from his coat, fired it above the creature, and allowed a collection of rocky debris to knock it in the head. It let go, moaning as it fell down the hole, allowing Soos to pull Robbie to solid ground.

"Whao-ho-ho!" Soos exclaimed, "Thanks Mr. Pines Number Two."

"Ford, please," he said, putting the pistol back in his jacket, "And you're welcome. I'm assuming you two haven't run into my brother, Dipper, or Mable."

"Naw," Robbie said, "I found the big guy here wandering around in the cavern like I was, and we decided to stick together. People survive longer in horror movies when they're in a group, right?"

"Depends on the movie," Wendy responded.

"There's partial truth in what you say, son," Ford said "We need to find the others soon. I fear that Bill has already set his plan for mass chaos into motion."

"Things are probably already starting to turn to shit out there," Robbie said.

"We have to find a way to stop him," Ford said. And the group continued down the long corridor.

In the distance, they saw a shimmering blue light and began to race towards it. The light was coming from an open crevice in the cave that led to a much larger chamber. Here, the group saw what looked like a colossal circular alter with various symbols around its wheel. Gideon's lifeless body lay on one area with a pentacle symbol. Three large orbs hovered in the air, and in the center of the alter was none other than Bill himself, having transformed into a large black swirling pyramid shape. Blue flames emitted an eerie glow from his hands.

The word "Nyarlathotep" entered everyone's minds, but except for Ford, none of them knew what it meant.

Bill seemed not to notice them enter the chamber.

"Ha, now that my physical form is complete," he said to himself, "I no longer need this five pointed star meat-sack to do stuff. And once all the players are here, we can finally speed the universe along in what it was slowly doing anyway, collapsing in on itself in one beautiful ball of exploding chaos!"

"Still more exposition...why?" Pacifica asked rhetorically under her breath. She looked at the orbs, each one holding a symbol from the wheel in above where it hovered. One had a shooting star, another a crab-like crest, and finally a pine tree. She squinted and saw the silhouettes of bodies in each one.

It did not take her long to decide that if Dipper was in the pine tree bubble, she was going to save him. She slid down the narrow slope and ran towards the alter. She could hear Wendy yell, "Paz! No! Wait!" but she refused to acknowledge her. She was prepared to save him again, and this time, she was armed.

Bill spun his gaze towards her.

"Aww, the Llama wanted to be with the Pine Tree," he said as she leapt inside the bubble, gripping her gun tight, "How sweet! You'll get a bubble of your own when you come out!"

PS: Enjoy this. (Should have shared this last chapter, but oh well...wait Youtube links don't work on here? Okay, look up Elder Sign (HD) on Youtube it's funny and relevant)