The Knife

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The twins shuddered as the knife moved closer to them. Bill Cipher grinned wickedly. The twins were at his mercy. However, he must use them as a sacrifice to regain most of his godlike abilities. So while he wanted to, he couldn't mess with them. One of his many worshippers was holding the knife. That horrid, uncaring, cruel, evil knife. It was Mabel's turn today.

Mabel stifled a scream as the knife tore through her skin, etching strange marks on her arm. When the hooded being, suitably named a Carver, finally stepped away from her and returned to his post, Mabel heaved a sigh of relief, then screeched as the knife marks started to bleed. Dipper refused to watch. At this point, during the Carving, they gave one another no sympathy. Afterwards, though, Mabel leaned on Dipper and cried, while he stabilized her and kept her from toppling to the floor in pain. They weren't allowed to talk. However, they could communicate silently, like siblings normally can. They sat there for a while, Mabel's sniffling being the only noise they heard. There was no escape. Only through death could they leave this place.......Right?

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