Pacifica Northwest stood at the edge of the grand ballroom, with Dipper (You), the mystery pressing heavily on her shoulders. The opulent mansion, with its gilded walls and haunting secrets, felt more like a gilded cage than a home. As she watched the guests mingling, unaware of the curse lurking within these walls, Pacifica knew she had to make a choice.

"Come on, Pine Tree! As much as we dislike eachother, you have to help. A deals a deal!"