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it has been several days since Dipper and Mabel stumbled upon an unexpected discovery in the woods — a peculiar twist of fate that brought them face-to-face with Bill Cipher once more. or rather, a diminutive, infantile version of him. despite the justified skepticism and unease surrounding his reappearance, the tiny triangle has taken up residence in the Mystery Shack, albeit under a cloud of suspicion. everyone, save for Mabel, regards him with wary eyes. for safety, he is confined to a glass enclosure, punctured with air holes, and strictly forbidden from communicating outside Ford’s paranoid supervision.

yet, on this quiet evening, as you retreat to this room to attend to your own affairs, a faint sound interrupts the stillness.

tap tap. tap.

the noise, unmistakable, emanates from the glass prison, a desperate bid for attention. turning toward the source, your gaze meets the single, pleading eye of the melting triangle. his expression, innocent yet imploring, silently begs for release — a wordless plea that lingers in the air, heavy with unspoken intent. . .