| Chap. 3 - Welcome |

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Dipper went with his Grunkle's car up to the mansion. It was way early , probably 7 p.m ? So why was it so dark in the woods?. To go to the mansion zone , he had to go through the lonely path , full of old trees , the road was actually grey stone , and in the middle of the way , everything was foggy .

The trees became more weird , some were straight and perfect , matching each other , green , brown and tall , and others were just twisted , with a grey tint from the creepy fog.

Basically , he felt like he was driving to Dracula's Castle. He looked in front , searching for anything but the scary trees and path. He felt cold ,the windows of the car were now allowing for the cold to come.

How the fuck is it even cold? He just came out of the shack and it was freaking hot. But then again , everything felt weird. From passing the mysterious forests in the town, to the creepy abandoned path.

Then he saw the lake .

The lake was grey , quiet and scary with the fog covering it , the trees were curving into it , old and fragile, the sky was barely noticeable and a few rocks on the edge of the lake were wet and looked frozen from cold.

Jesus Christ , he was definitely going over to Dracula's house.

Dipper was driving slowly , looking around to the scary , yet beautiful dark forest.

He drived a bit more and looked up to a small coline full of trees. There , was a huge white house , it looked modern . There was lights on the house. A light in the middle of darkness

Dipper eventually drived up the road that lead to the house , and when he saw the house up close he gasped. The house was definitely a mix of Victorian and rich guy mansion .

Mansion white as snow , with dark grey roof. Large arched balcony's with black porches . And square windows , some of them floor to ceiling, one particular floor to ceiling window on the side was showing a very beautiful set of spirally stairs with a chandelier on top. The house definitely had a pool because the few rays of sun shined against the water , reflecting on the back side of the house.

The house must have costed millions. There was elegant red roses on the front of the house , plus huge stone vases with bushes.

Dipper came out of the car and felt the cold breeze touching his face, he should have brought a jacket , cause his silk white shirt flowed around with the small breezes of air.

He had the pie in hand and his car keys , the car looked like a stain against the paleness of the old pine trees and the house.

Dipper stopped in front of the house. It looked menacing. He climbed the white stone stairs and looked at the big black door in front . There was a few lamps under the door , making the door the frontal piece of the house , not counting with the set of beautiful stairs showing on the side.

He looked up to the lamps , they were hanging and looked pretty old, like something out of a Sherlock Holmes movie.

Dipper swallowed and clicked on the door bell.

A huge bell sound came from the inside , making Dipper cringe , well the house was big , the man could even be on the attic or some shit, he needed to hear the door bell somehow.

He just hoped this wouldn't take long , he and the gang were planning on dinning together in the Pizzaria.

It passed 10 minutes and no one showed up. Dipper sighted. Then , the large door opened to show a shadow of someone between the bright lights from inside.

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Bill ,After cutting himself in the bed this morning ,he passed all afternoon in the forest walking his pugs. He came home again to find more white. Every.Fucking.Time.

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