You're on a road trip! As of now, your legs are cramping up, you've exhausted your travel playlist two times over and your stomach is begging for something to eat. On top of all that, you're pretty sure you're lost. Driving through Oregon, all you see is trees and the road as you travel up north until you see a run down sign. As you zip past it, you're sure you saw the words: Gravity Falls on it. As you continue your drive, you can feel something strange is about to happen here... something weird. And on cue with your thought, your car picks up speed. You try to stop the car with the brakes but it just keeps rolling. You're freaking out now. You panic and try to pull the emergency brake but its no use as your car skids on the country road until-... CRASH! You open your eyes to see smoke... why is there smoke?... You cough, fumbling with the door handle until its ripped from your grasp and the car door opens. A six finger hand lands on your shoulder. "Are you alright?!" A man with a slightly gruffy voice says, you turn your head to see an older looking gentleman in a trench coat with a red turtle neck under it. His hand leaves your shoulder to tilt your head up and before you know it, a bright flashlight is shown into your eyes. Two blinks and he lets go. He keeps looking at you for injuries and all you can do is sit there stunned. "What's your name?"