The wrath of Catherine

Chapter 7: Breaking Point!

Catherine has claimed another victim so to keep her secret from being uncovered! Just how much longer can she keep up her façade?'

Previously

"Move one muscle and I promise I will turn you into a slushy puddle of water!" Tyrone threatens with a hardened gaze. "Now give me a straight answer! Why are you trying to separate Dipper and Mabel?"

Turning to the employees' only door, Catherine immediately gains an idea.

"Dipper help me!" Catherine falsely whines. "I don't know why Tyrone's attacking me! He just pushed me to the floor and threated to hurt me!"

By Catherine's words, Tyrone immediately turns around to see if Dipper is indeed standing behind him. With the Dipper clone distracted, Catherine slyly smirks and swiftly kicks the bottle out of Tyrone's hands. Quickly getting to her feet, Catherine catches the bottle and aims it at Tyrone. Kicking himself for falling for Catherine's lie, Tyrone turns around to see Catherine holding the bottle.

"Now what were you saying about me being spineless?" Catherine continues smirking. "Doesn't quite look like it now does it?"

"No matter what you do to me, you will be discovered!" Tyrone sneers. "You won't get away with any of this!"

"Oh I think I will." Catherine replies. "Now you will take my secret to your grave. Literally!"

Pulling the handle of the nozzle back, a forceful and direct shot of water hits Tyrone with the copy now being disintegrated by the fluid. Continuing to be sprayed, Tyrone is now just a puddle of water with his murderer standing over his puddle with a glint of hysterics in her eyes.

"How's that for spineless?" Catherine says, her eyes now changing back to brown.

Currently

Having slept for nearly an hour, Dipper's eyes now flutter open with a sharp pain immediately hitting him. Hissing in pain, Dipper grips his head as he sits up into seating position.

"What happened to me?" Dipper asks as he winces in pain, the sharp pain now changing to a pounding headache. "The last thing I remember is going into the forest with Mabel and then something hit me in the back of the head, knocking me unconscious. Maybe Mabel will be able to tell me what's going on, but before I find her, I need a drink of water. My mouth is really dry."

Slowly getting to his feet, Dipper begins making his way to the bathroom despite the pounding headache making it difficult for him to focus his vision. Now reaching the rest area, Dipper flips on the light and walks to the sink. The light of the bathroom aggravates the boy's pain more as Dipper hangs his head down over the bowl with his eyes closed tight.

"Has the light always been this bright?" Dipper whines, now gripping his head. "I thought Mabel started using sixty watts bulbs instead of one hundred like she said she was going to do."

Managing to lift his head up, Dipper opens his eyes and looks into the mirror, gazing at his image.

"I must have been asleep for a while because I look drained." Dipper speaks, continuing to gaze at his image. "But I don't feel drained. Maybe whatever knocked me out must have done this to me. I just wish I knew what hit me and so hard at that."

Still gazing at his image in the mirror, Dipper notices that his hair is parted on the left side over his left eye and that a red scar is sitting above it. Quickly moving his hair out of the way, Dipper spots a large red scar that looks as if it was bleeding, but the blood flow to that area has stopped and left behind a swollen open wound.

"Ok, where did this come from?" Dipper begins panicking. "I got hit the back of the head, not the front! Ok, something is going on and I'm not exactly liking where it is leading! First Mabel is acting strange and now I have a splitting headache and bump to boot! I'm not looking forward to what might be coming next!"