One Year Later

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A/N: So, here's how the chapters are going to be formatted. I'm doing three POV's in each, one from Norman, Wirt, and Dipper. They won't exactly be in the same place in each chapter, so look out for that. They won't be the same length either. I've always found writing shorter chapters, but I'm trying to lengthen them.

Also, if you don't know from the description, this involves Paranorman, Gravity Falls, and Over the Garden Wall. All of them take place about a year after their respective events. And, enjoy.

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Wirt
I saw myself. But it in that gnome costume I wore for Halloween, during the accident. I would get closer to myself, only to have the other me turn around. I tried to jump back, but my leg would be wrapped in edelwood branches. The Other One, as I called him, would have yellow eyes with black slits down the center.

"This is your fate." He would snarl at me. "You can't escape it. You will never be out of the woods." The branches would snake up my leg and surround my body at an unnatural rate. I would scream, but nothing would come out.

That is typically when I would wake up, panting and sweating. And this was one of these nights. When this nightmare would haunt me in my sleep. And ... I didn't know why. I've never been in that costume since October, and there was no reason for me to have yellow eyes. But that was just added. What I did know, and what did scare me, was the edelwood branches. They meant the Beast. But he was dead, right?

You will never be out of the woods.

"Wirt?" Greg said, rubbing his eyes. "It's two in the morning. Go to sleep."

"Sorry, Greg. Just ... another nightmare. That's all."

"Maybe Oregon will fix that." Greg wished optimistically. Right. Parents shipping us out to Oregon with some family friends to recover after Halloween. Why wait 7 months? No idea. Pretty sure it's my step-dad's fault.

"Doubtful." I replied curtly.

"Was it about the Unknown or Sara?"

"Sara." I lied. Greg didn't need to know about the freaky vision-thingy I was having. Plus he had his own nightmares about the beast for about two months after the incident. "Just go to sleep."

"Okay. Hey, maybe we'll find a friend for Jason Funderberker. Maybe a Mrs. Jason Funderberker." He fell asleep soon after to his own mumblings. I couldn't fall asleep afterwards. Every time I closed my eyes I saw those yellow eyes staring back at me. Or I see those rainbow eyes of the beast. I just, couldn't.

I grabbed my laptop from my desk, and closed the tab I left open from poetry blog I follow. No need for, um, details on that. Anyways, I wanted to open this paranormal site I'd stumbled upon. I might have become a little, if not very, interested in weird stuff after the trip to the Unknown. And also constantly PM with two other users, or whatever. I just, had to talk to someone.

[DrowningGnome started the conversation]
DrowningGnome: Anyone Up?

I didn't expect a response as quickly as I got one.

[PineTree618 joined the conversation]
PineTree618: I am.

[Medium13 joined the conversation]
Medium13: That makes all of us. What's keeping you up?

PineTree618: It's early. Usually don't go to bed before midnight.

DrowningGnome: It's two in the morning here. And nightmares again.