A secret..?
Ford had pulled Dipper aside a few weeks after their arrival, his face stiff with seriousness. “Grunkle ford…what’s going on?” Dipper hesitated to ask when they were in the basement. Ford looked around to make sure they were alone, then stared Dipper in the eye. “Bill…I found him.” Dipper widened his eyes and stepped back. “Y…you mean…Bill Cipher…?” He stuttered. His mind raced with flashbacks of Weirdmaggedon, anxiety flashed over his face of what might happen if he’s freed. “Dipper, Dipper, calm down…listen…he’s stuck in stone, but…what should happen if someone touched his hand…could be struck for disaster.” Dipper calmed down, but wondered…’what would happen…? And why only me..?’
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