He looked just like Bill, except for the color change. He had an eye patch on his right eye, a hop hat which was laying next to him, and a cane that has been broken in half. Just then, the person groaned and shifted, slightly opening his eye. I put my arm around Mable, pushing her behind me more. I rose my knife up more, prepared to defend my sister and myself. The man propped himself up on one arm, groaning as he did. He finally noticed us, but didn't give the reaction I was expecting. His eye widened, and he scooted away from us as fast as he could. It was then I noticed a large burn mark that wrapped around his neck. "Dipper, he's hurt," I heard Mable say "we need to help him." I gave her a look that suggested she was crazy, but she interrupted me. "Dipper we can't leave him here." She gave me a sad look, she knows I can't resist that face. "Fine," I told her "do what you want." 

Then, the man spoke in a very timid voice. "Master, Mistress, p-please don't hurt me again." Mable and I looked at each other confused. Tears started to pour out of his eye and down his cheek. Mable slowly came out from behind me and approached him. "Hey hey, calm down," she said in a calm voice " we aren't going to hurt you." Mable put her arms up showing that she wasn't a threat, to which he flinched a bit. This Bill look-a-like doesn't act like he's going to hurt anyone, so I put my knife away. 

"What's your name?" I asked coming closer slowly. He glanced at me and trembled slightly. "W-Will Cipher." He said stuttering a little. He then coughed a bit, and blood dripped from his lips. This made Mable even more worried. "Oh my gosh, " she said concerned "are you alright? Dipper we need to help him." I knelt down next to him, "Can you walk?" He only nodded in response and carefully stood up. He wobbled a little bit, but regained his balance. Mable skipped over and gently took his hand, pulling him along.