You Thought Wrong

Jailbreak

Last but not least, Mabel trots down the stairs with her grappling hook. I take Soos outside, deep into the woods and teach him how to summon Bill.

"Make sure not to make a deal, and make sure to keep him here. This is crucial. If you mess this up, we can't save Dipper." I say, holding his shoulders. He turns his hat around, cracks his knuckles and nods. He mumbles something about put-terodactyl brothers?

Soon I'm back at the Shack. Dipper is asleep. We'll have to wait until he wakes up. Cipher is looking in a mirror or something in the corner. It must be weird, because he seems uncomfortable. Dipper starts to stir. Cipher rises. I see an orange 'W' before the mirror turns normal. He mumbles something about Waterpad? I don't know.

"Soos, Now!" I hiss into the radio.

"Mabel, look away. I don't want you to see whatever he is about to do. I don't want to see it. Please." I beg her. She nods and turns away. I see the silent tear drops falling to the bottom of the tunnel. Bill takes a human form just as Dipper wakes up. Bill licks his lips. He must be hungry for blood, the monster.

"Please. Not again." Dipper says weakly. Bill doesn't respond. Then he starts fading.

"Oh, I'll be right back Pintree. I'll leave you with a gift before I go." He laughs, fighting the summoning. I don't want to see, but I'm curious what he means. Then I see something that churns my stomach. I make sure everyone is looking away. Only Stan and I see. Times like this make me wish we still had the memory gun, in fact I'm going to rebuild it.

Bill presses up against Dipper and forces his mouth against Dippers. I can't really see what is going on, but I watch in horror at what I can see. Dipper kicks weakly and tries to escape, but he is strapped down. Bill snakes his hand up Dippers shirt and uses the other to hold Dippers head against his own. I stare, my mouth open as horror.

"I gotta go Pinetree. Cya in a bit. Probably just Sixer trying to make a deal. Didn't seem to help last time though. Ha!" He gives a tug on Dippers belt and with that he teleports away. Dipper tries to turn his head and wipe his mouth on his sleeve. He's spitting but it didn't seem to work how he wants it.

"Time to go guys. We only have one shot. Stanley, if you will." I say gesturing to the black glass. Stan punches it. It took two swings to shatter. Dipper looks up hopefully.

"Is it, are you guys- is, is this real?" He asks hopefully. Wendy lowers the rope and I slide down. Stan is right behind me. Mabel swings in before either of us even make it to the bottom. With the glass gone, its clear how bad it really is. Blood covers everything. The floor, the walls, somehow the ceiling, the table, and it covers Dipper.

"Dipper!" Mabel sobs, rushing to his side. She hugs him. He cries out. I study his side carefully. I think he must have fractured his ribs.

"Kid, how is there even this much blood?" Stan wonders looking around. Mabel and I reached Dipper first and begin unstrapping him from the table. We help him and he gasps at every step we help him take.

"Bill carved marks into my skin. *gasp* I can't bleed out *wheeze* but it still *gasp* hurts." Dipper strains to say through clenched teeth. I pour an elixir into his mouth to make pain go away. He seems to relax a bit then.

"Bill will be back any second. We need to get him out. Now." I snap at Stan. He nods. Mabel is on her knees, holding something she grabbed from under the table. She sobs. Its Dippers hat. The white has been splattered with reddish brown. The end of it seems burnt away, and there is a big hole in the side. I help her to her feet while Stan carries Dipper.

"Mabel, we need to hurry." I whisper. She stands and wipes her nose. Then Dipper has a seizure or something, falling out of Stans firm grip and collapses onto the floor, screaming.