Trust No One

Crumbling Walls

"God, we thank you for the life that you give us. It is full of work and of responsibility, of sorrow and joy. Today we thank you for Jesus Alzamirano Ramirez, for what he has given and received. Help us in our mourning and teach us to live for the living in the time that is still left to us."

The preacher and his monotone voice buzzed on about the life of 'Jesus Ramirez' and how important he was to us all. He was don't get me wrong, we all loved him dearly but this? this was just boring. "Hay? you hangin' in there, bro?" Mable placed a gloved hand on my shoulder, they felt cold, even though her black gloves and my clothes were supposed to be blocking most of it out, her hands were still so cold. She was normally a really warm person, somebody that no matter the situation, makes the room happy.

I nodded slowly, hating the sadness in her eyes, the coldness in her heart. She was my twin, my sister, my family, the only thing I had left. "How 'bout you?" She nodded in attempts to say she was okay, but tears began to pool fast. I wasn't quite sure what to do or say, she was obviously not okay, it had appeared that she only asked me this to convince herself of strength I could see she didn't have at the moment, she was crying! why didn't I know what to do? I need help for god's sake.

Pacifica seemed to know my predicament because she began to walk this way, her high heels being one of the few sounds in the room followed by cries of sadness and incoherent shouts of pain. She gave me this warm smile before quietly taken Mable into her arms and comforting her gently. Walking away slowly she stopped and turned to me whispering, "You're Welcome." I nodded sorrowfully, there wasn't much to do or say but my head was still spinning. I think I need to sit down for a minute.

This left me alone with my thoughts, Soos was a great friend, employee and boss. I wasn't sure what to do next, my head was spinning with questions, ideas and excuses. What was I going to do? My sister was mourning over and old family friend and what was I doing? sitting on a scratchy, royal blue couch pondering what exactly I was doing with my life.

Spacing out caused me to not notice the person who sat himself beside me, an old family member, friend or maybe both to Soos, either way I didn't know him. His whole figure felt familiar though I didn't want to look, didn't want to speak. "You good? You seem spaced out there." His soft voice felt oddly compelling, like it marked a new beginning, one of peace, of hope I looked up at him questionably before I found myself and my body forcing me to comply with this human interaction, something I hated and had gone against all my better judgment.

"Huh-oh yeah, I'm fine." I had to blink away the stinging in my eyes, the ach in my heart, Death still hits someone hard even if you don't often show compassion towards the people around you include the person who had died not too long ago. "Just thinking," The man nodded as he placed his top hat and cane on the arm rest next to him.

"Hay kid, what's your name?" It was a question I didn't expect to hear from him, it reminded me I didn't know the man and that ripped me out of my blank thoughts of him, why was he talking to me away? why did it feel eerily calm when I was around him? something was wrong.

"Dipper." I wasn't sure how else to respond, he could try to kidnap me and hold me for ransom, he could be a criminal wanting to do something bad that involved me, he could want to kill me! I need his name at least, hopefully it's his real one or helps me out if anything goes wrong and I need to call the police. "What's yours?" I would consider two things about me being skeptical of everyone, it saves my life more times than I can count and also might be the reason I have no friends.

"Tom Quadratus, I used to go to school with Mr. Ramirez." His story checked out, but I could never be too cautious.

"How old was Soos when you met him?" I asked, he pondered for a moment placing a finger on his chin, his eyes glancing up and over to his left as he recalled the moment.

"I think we were about six or seven. Just arrived at elementary, I wouldn't put it past him to forget me." What was he up to? My brain was screaming at me to get out of there, but my heart was to out of it, and I couldn't figure that one out either. For such a chill guy he sure does make one get at war with himself.

"Alright, well this was a nice little chat Mr. Quadratus but I must get going, my family wants me, and I don't want to keep them waiting." I decided my heart was too much in pain from this death to know what it was doing, I came up with a plan, an idea to escape the possible criminal, it wasn't the best, but it was going to have to work. There were already some major flows in the design though, in what I said, one of them being it wasn't much of a chat we just had there, I had sounded a lot more nerves than I should have and what if he wasn't trying to hurt me? what would happen than? would that make the situation dangerous?

"Yes of course, this is a funeral after all. Please have a good day." He continued like I wasn't obviously suspicious of him, like I wasn't acting weird, almost like nothing was wrong.

Walking away from the scene made me realize something, although he didn't seem that bad in the get go, although he had this nice tone and caring nature there was something off about him, talking to a stranger? a kid no less! I don't know him! what would he want with me anyway? What was he up to?

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The image above does give some form of idea of the book! Bill and Will are going to be in this. The question is whose side are they on? What will the introduction of Will Cipher do to the pine twins? what will it do to Bill?

The picture above is an idea of what Bill Cipher and Will Cipher are going to look like in this book. The art isn't mine but if you find this picture anywhere else and figure out the artist or already know who they are please notify me, I want to give credit to the artist.