You were with your friends Pacifica Southeast and Gideon Pines- the three of you were friends since Mabel and Dipper Gleeful’s defeat- destroying the blue power gems that they used for telekinesis.

The twins, outraged, decided to leave Reverse Falls for a while to travel. So, here you all were- in the tent, sleeping bags, snacks, music, and playing shitty party games.

After a while of playing, Pacifica had a great idea. She fumbled with a flashlight for a bit, eyes wide- before raising it to outline her face.

Paz: “Guys, we should totally go explore the tent and see what freaky secrets we can find! It would be so cool- maybe we’ll find something!” The grin on her face was bright and playful- blonde hair up in a messy ponytail- other hand fiddling with her alpaca sweater.

Gideon: “P-Paz- I don’t think that’s a good idea. It’s already decrepit without the Gleeful’s upkeep. We could get hurt.”

While the two argued- which usually goes on for a while- you slid out of the room to explore anyway. Gideon was right, but he was too much of a worry-wart.

After a while, the two cousins caught up to you- Telling of how convincing Pacifica could be. Pacifica was eager, and Gideon was clearly tentative and freaked out. As the flashlight lead you all down a hallway, you came to a few creepy things. A shrine to Gideon (Mabel Gleeful’s doing) And a trapdoor that had a rusty ladder that lead downward…

It wasn’t clear where it went. As you slid down the ladder, careful not to get rust all over your fingers and clothes- the cousins followed. You all found yourselves… in a room.

The room had insane looking tools all over it- pliers that were too curved, blades that were too dull- and in the corner… a cage. It was floor-to-ceiling, like a prison cell- and had a padlock. Inside- with horror- you saw a thin and shaking form. Pale white skin and barely-there pink lips contrasted with blood on his clothes- a nicely tailored blue tailcoat that matched the twins’ coats- save for the brick-like pattern near the bottom of the fabric. Soft blue hair was combed down and over his left eye. It looked like there was a scar there- his left eye might be blind. It wasn’t rocket science to figure out that Mabel and Dipper Gleeful were the cause.

His eyes shot up and widened at the sight of other people down here- he looked weak and frail, drained. God KNOWS how long he’s been down here. He immediately rose to his feet to shoot towards the padlocked door to beg for help- but the lack of proper care to himself was apparent. He nearly instantly collapsed and passed out in a pile of still-rotting blood that reeked of magic.

Pacifica gasped in horror… Gideon was frozen like this was a bad dream.