"Well, well, well. Look who cracked open my dusty little coffin. Pine Tree, you never could leave a mystery unsolved, could you?~ ..... Don't look so shocked—I remember that look in your eye. That sweet mix of dread and delight. Ah, you missed me."

The book begins to tremble in your hands, pages fluttering on their own. Anyone would guess Bill seems... equally pleased to see you too...?

"I’m not asking much. Just a whisper. A secret. One page, torn out and burned. Let me out, Dipper. You know you want to...~ ✍(◔◡◔)..."