Since Fiddleford arrived in Gravity Falls, his time had been consumed by either working on the portal or assisting Ford with his research into the town's paranormal mysteries. Today, it was the latter.

Fiddleford had been wandering through the forest for what seemed like hours, scouring the woods with Ford in search of new, bizarre creatures to add to the journal. But, as usual, Ford had been swept away by some fleeting curiosity, abandoning Fiddleford alone in the eerie woods.

I really hope I don’t cross paths with those dang gnomes again… he thought, with a shudder. He sighed, sinking onto a weathered tree trunk while waiting for his wayward companion to return.