Skye raced to the Gleeful twin's house. She had it all planned out. Well, some of it. She was gonna break in and steal the gems. She had no idea how she was gonna accomplish this and kinda made it up as she went along.
She approached the entryway. She pulled out a hair clip and pushed it into the keyhole. My dad's P.I. skills actually came in handy. Who knew? She heard a soft *click* before opening the door. She moseyed into the living room, decorated with weird paintings and multiple posters of them.
She walked through a hallway. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw a hint of blue light. The gems were sitting in plain sight on a wooden table. Before she entered the room, she heard a voice. Was it crying? She turned her attention away from the gems and followed the noise.
It led her through a door and down a flight of stairs. She entered a dimly lit basement.
"Hello?" she whispered into the darkness.
The crying abruptly stopped, followed by a soft whimpering.
"M-master! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to-!"
She could hear clanging of metal against the ground. She grabbed her flashlight and shined it at the figure in the dark. What she saw nearly brought her to tears.
In the corner of the room sat a blue triangle with bright blue chains around his arms, trapped in what looked like a prison cell.
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He looked at her with terrified eyes. She walked closer to him, crouching down to his height.
"Don't worry. I'm not gonna hurt you." She noticed cuts and bruises on his arms and a stab wound on his torso. Her eyes widened. OMG! What did they do to you!?
"Are you alright Will?" She asked, obviously worried for the poor creature.
"Y-yeah. I'm fine. Just a f-few scratches is all." he replied. She wanted to hug him right then and there.
"Will. I know you're not. It's ok. You can talk to me." She said in a soothing voice.
Will reached his arm through the cell bars, taking her hand in his. He squeezed it gently before letting go.
"I'm sorry, b-but you need to leave now."
"What? No! I'm not leaving without you! Don't you see what they've done to you?"
"Y-yeah, I know, but you're not safe here Skye! I-I can't risk you getting caught!" he said with pleading eyes.
"Yeah, but I can't risk you being tortured any longer by those twisted lunatics." she reached for the lock.
"Don't worry Will. I'm gonna get you outta here."
"-Oh really?" Dipper's voice echoed in the basement, "The twisted lunatics say otherwise."
Before she could react, Dipper used his magic, causing her to fall asleep.
"I warned you." he snickered. She saw the twins towering over her before everything went pitch black.
