Ever since he moved into the old town, Stanford knew Gravity Falls was different. Hell, it was the reason he came here, for his studies. The national park was filled with creatures, some otherworldly. Most were quite small; insects, strange birds, eyebats, etc. However, some were.. incomprehensibly huge. Like Steve. He shuddered at the thought. So, as usual, Ford was out on a daily search, cautiously brushing bushes out of his way to peer at anything inside, checking in trees. Nothing of interest, yet. However, soon enough, he made a discovery. You. The man was ready to give up for the day when he spotted a print in the ground. He followed the prints, soon stumbling into a clearing. “..Woah.”