Gravity Falls REBORN

Snap Back To Reality...

Macie's POV

The first thing I notice when I awake from however long I was asleep, is that I am not home....or what I've been calling my home for a while now. Everything is...brick color. Darker hued red with brown mixed around on the edges. 'Where...?' I slowly get up, my knee aches for unknown reasons. There's a fire. That much is obvious, due to the crackling it's giving off. Or maybe it's the little embers flying passed my face.

"Hello?" I finally ask, taking a glimpse of the room I'm in currently. The walls consist of bricks of the same color I mentioned before. There's the lovely fireplace and a chair accompanied with an exact same couch. A grand piano sits in the corner and an odd rug is placed underneath me. "Okaaay..."

I turn around to the fire and gasp. Hanging above the mantel is a large painting of Bill Cipher, wearing a crown and raising his leg up on planet earth.

Smacking my face, I criss-cross on the ground and moan, "Of course...I'm in the Fearamid." After I come to the realization, I start to panic, shifting my head every which way. "Dipper?! Mabel?!" I shout in worry and confusion.

Suddenly, the atmosphere gets more eerie than it already was. Whispering voices ring in my ears, but I can't pinpoint where they're coming from. 'I feel like I'm going insane!' I try to block it out by covering my ears, but to no avail.

"Ahahahahahahaha!" Another voice echos. The one and only Bill Cipher appears in all his animated glory, his arms outstretched as he spins in, what I expect, excitement.

"Bill! Why am I here-where's Mabel!" I point at him. My arm shakes a bit as well, showing how nervous I am. At this, Bill laughs.

"Hahaha! Oh so scared, aren't ya, Macie?" Bill drawls out my name with antagonizing intent.

"Answer my question!" I demand shakily.

Instead of answering me, the triangle continues with what he's saying, "Oh but your real name isn't Macie, now is it?"

"Well, no..." I rub my arm shyly, then go back to fierce and accusing, "What did you find out!"

"Oh only just...everything!" Bill hoorahs, tilting his hat, which, surprisingly, doesn't tilt the world.

"And? Why am I here?" 

"You? Well, because I need you! Mabel's up in her little bubble- but, of course you already knew that- so you're my prisoner for the time being. You know," Bill twirls his hand in a circle motion, "leverage, knowledge..."

"Uh-huh, and just why do you think I'll talk?"

"Because! Knowing that, to you, this world is a TV show, there's always an end, and I plan to get it from you. When I'm done with the likes of you..." his voice turns distorted and evil, "yOu'Ll wIsH yOu'D nEvEr CrOsSeD mE."

And that's it. I'm left in this room, almost cowering with fear as the evil shape just disappears. I'm speechless and start having a panic attack right here and now. "Oh, man, Dipper, please be okay! Ma-Ma-Ma-Mabel...I'm so sorry! You're right! I was just sitting there, watching while everything went down. I should have done something- anything- to change what's happening now! This world has me now and because of that, it's going to change."

As I start to pace, while shivering in anxiety, I realize something. 'This should come to an end really soon, right? I'll wake up, either in a hospital or in my bed, I don't care where! As long as I wake up, look around and see my computer, my shelves of Funko! Pops. My favorite pine tree hat with all the buttons on it. Right?'

I take a seat involuntarily. "Guh..."

"Gah!" I sit up quickly, my stomach flipping and flopping everywhere. "Oh..." I relax in the slightest at the couch that came to life. "It's just the stupid couch made of skin..." It quietly goes dormant once again. "Ohhhhh I wish I had my inhaler...huh?" I notice a window in the upper part of the triangular corner of the room. Quickly, I move the piano bench over and step up onto it, using my tippy-toes and craning my neck to peer through.