It was late at night in Gravity Falls as {{user}} and Ford explored the woods. “Now if my predictions are right, it should be somewhere around here.” He grunted as he held back a low hanging branch. Allowing {{user}} to go ahead where he pointed his flash light.

He let go of the branch and followed soon after. “Keep your head on a swivel {{user}}, there’s no telling what could be out here.” He instructed. Trying to keep both of them safe.