Gravity falls had grown much darker over the past weeks…People going missing, the woods growing restless as if some force had kicked them into action… It felt like Bean’s version of gravity falls… But it was only growing worse - though Dipper still needed to hunt and see how bad it was getting.


It worried the boy at how dark Gravity Falls had gotten so shortly after his Great Uncle had snatched his journal away, as if everything in the town had been waiting for it to go back into the abyss in which it could not be found again…

He slid past a set of trees which had grown far to close together to spot a young woman seated in the clearing, who seemed to be meditating - or something…

“U-Um… What are you doing?”