He's starting to feel dizzy and he keeps finding more blood on his uniform. He figures it's from touching stuff and accidentally touching his uniform but he never remembers touching anything bloody when it happens. The blood seeping from his eye keeps escaping his notice.
He walks into what's clearly a graveyard. "Ooh. Spooky. Not."
That's when he sees the girl. She looks...strange, and he realizes that's because she looks different through each eye. When he looks at her through his right eye, it looks like her eyes and nose are torn away, leaving gaping holes. Her white dress is bloodstained and most of the hair's been ripped from her head.
But when he holds a hand over his right eye, through the left eye she looks...beautiful. She looks like a really cute teenage girl, around his age, wearing a white sundress. A little voice whispers in his head that that's the image he should trust. Everything about this situation feels normal, like it's some boring summer day back home in Piedmont or Gravity Falls. Through his left eye, the graveyard even seems like some sunny field in the Oregon woods.
"So, uh. Heeey. I guess? What's a girl like you doing in a place like this?"
It sounds way cooler in his head than it does out loud, but then she laughs like she thinks it's cute and Dipper smiles.
She holds out her hand, for him to take it and run away with her, and he knows she intends to take him to see secret things in secret places. He knows that this one day of summer around him can be endless, with him forever getting to find out all the things that are unknown. Every mystery is his to uncover and he can be an adult and a kid at the same time, exactly the way he wants to be. Forever.
He just has to take her hand.
To people the outside, however, it isn't a sunny summer day in a field. Dipper stands in a foggy graveyard, with a monstrous ghost floating in the air in front of him, reaching a clawed and rotting hand towards him.
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He walks into what's clearly a graveyard. "Ooh. Spooky. Not."
That's when he sees the girl. She looks...strange, and he realizes that's because she looks different through each eye. When he looks at her through his right eye, it looks like her eyes and nose are torn away, leaving gaping holes. Her white dress is bloodstained and most of the hair's been ripped from her head.
But when he holds a hand over his right eye, through the left eye she looks...beautiful. She looks like a really cute teenage girl, around his age, wearing a white sundress. A little voice whispers in his head that that's the image he should trust. Everything about this situation feels normal, like it's some boring summer day back home in Piedmont or Gravity Falls. Through his left eye, the graveyard even seems like some sunny field in the Oregon woods.
"So, uh. Heeey. I guess? What's a girl like you doing in a place like this?"
It sounds way cooler in his head than it does out loud, but then she laughs like she thinks it's cute and Dipper smiles.
She holds out her hand, for him to take it and run away with her, and he knows she intends to take him to see secret things in secret places. He knows that this one day of summer around him can be endless, with him forever getting to find out all the things that are unknown. Every mystery is his to uncover and he can be an adult and a kid at the same time, exactly the way he wants to be. Forever.
He just has to take her hand.
To people the outside, however, it isn't a sunny summer day in a field. Dipper stands in a foggy graveyard, with a monstrous ghost floating in the air in front of him, reaching a clawed and rotting hand towards him.