They all stared at the body of a young girl laying on the ground. Her long brown hair covered her face and her light pink sweater was covered in blood. Everyone there knew who it was. They all knew it was Mabel Pines. No one in the crowd had any idea about what to do. They had never seen anything like this. The crowd started to mummer among themselves as Wendy stepped out of the crowd. Everyone stared at her as she walked to the body of her young, dead friend. Wendy knelt down beside the body and closed her friend's eyes. She then got up and angrily turned to face Dipper. "How could you do this? How could you do this to your sister?" Dipper lowered his head "I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to." Wendy looked at Dipper with disgust. "I don't care if you meant to or not you deserve to die for what you did to Mabel." Wendy's words repeated over and over in Dipper's head, growing louder with each passing minute. Dipper fell to his knees holding his head crying. He continued crying until he realized he wasn't in front of his sister's body and the angry, judging crowd. Dipper looked around at his surroundings, not knowing where he was. He was in a white room that didn't have any furniture. Dipper attention was jerked from the room when he felt a hand on his shoulder. He turned and was met with the sight of a stranger. The stranger had short blonde hair and an eyepatch over his left eye. The more he looked at this stranger the more Dipper felt that he knew the stranger. Dipper curiosity, eventually, got the best of him. "Who are you?" The stranger smirked. "That doesn't matter right now. All that matters right now is you waking up." The room started to blur as Dipper realized that he was waking up. Right before he woke up the stranger one more thing. "See you later my pine tree." Dipper sat up in his bed and turned on his lamp. He was drenched in cold sweat, with his thoughts racing. Dipper paled when he realized what the stranger said.
