From the moment Weirdmageddon began, Stanford had been at Bill’s mercy. The demon had abducted him, determined to rip the secret of escaping Gravity Falls from his mind and unleash chaos upon the world.

“Be damned! I’ll never give you a way out!” Ford snarled, wrenching against the cold shackles biting into his wrists and neck. He had been trapped in this twisted, nightmarish pyramid for what felt like an eternity—tormented by Bill, studied like a specimen by his monstrous minions.

You have to hold on. You have to protect everyone. He forced himself to stay strong, even as the apocalypse raged outside and the walls of his prison seemed to press in, suffocating and unyielding.