--Sue's POV--

I KEEP TRIPPING AND DYING ON THINGS THAT DON'T EXIST!

I have re spawned for the twentieth time since we started our search, and we still haven't found them. Spencer has been no help at all, and Maddie has pinned down Billy somewhere in the forest (we lost track of them after Freddie went and leveled a part of the woods) and Sally's mauling Papa, last I checked, and Mama Gertrude and I are the only people really still looking. It's probably not helping that I keep dying, though.

I ran back into the woods as quickly as I could, pulling out my pistol and preparing for the worst. I tripped and rolled under Freddie, screaming the whole time. I kept rolling until I couldn't tell left from right or right from upside down until I plowed into Mama Gertrude.

"OWIE!" I blurted, Mama just stared at me for a bit before she continued looking. I stood up and tried helping her, but I'm not called the suckish officer for nothing... I died again...

Where are they?

--Ghost's POV--

I practically crawled out of the tunnel, the pain from my leg was unbearable (usually I'd pass out by this time...) but I was almost there. When I climbed back into the setting sunlight, I saw Mabel, who wasn't very unconscious anymore...

"Hi, Ghost!" She smiled, "wheres Toast and Dipper?"

"I don't know, we split up. Maxwell apparently made you teleport here..." I told her, panting. "He kinda shot me in the leg... Do have anything that could kill or heal me?"

"No, plus I want company when waiting. You can die when we're done." Mabel said, patting the ground next to her. I scooted over to where she was and faced the cave. She seemed to notice my anxiousness. "Is something wrong?"

"Yeah. Toast is usually very timely, this isn't like him. I pretty much drug myself through the entirety of the cave, and I still beat him out. Something's amiss." I told her, still looking at the cavern's mouth.

She thought about it, "... I think Maxwell went over to wherever Dipper was..."

"Alright. Maybe he's holding up Toast... He does do that..." We waited a few seconds, "Then again... He does want revenge on us from that one time we killed him during prop hunt..."

"What's Prop hunt?"

"Pretty much a Friday afternoon in Littlebutts. Mabel, I'm going to go check on Toast... You coming?"

"Yeah. If Maxwell did kill Toast, Dippers still down there..." She stood up and helped me to my feet. I limped over to the cave entrance with Mabel when Dipper dashed out of the cave. Without Toast...

"Where's my partner?" I asked instantly, looking behind him, "Why are you holding his flashlight? And my camera? Where'd you even get that..." 

"No time to explain! Bad stuff, we need to close up the cave!" He said, hurriedly, "is there a way to close up the cave? Guess not. Mabel, we need to get out of here."

"Why? Where's Toast?" She asked. I looked further into the cave, trying to use my flashlight to try to find Toast.

I squinted, "is something moving?"

"Oh no, he's coming! Run!" Dipper grabbed my hand and began to try to tug me away, but curiosity got the best of me and I held my ground. "Listen, that's Bill. The chaos demon who wants to destroy everything! YOU NEED TO RUN!"

"But... That's Toast..." I said, still squinting, "wait, that's Toast! JOHNNY! WE'RE UP HERE!" I hollered down to my partner, waving to him with my flashlight hand. Dipper began to freak out. He let go of me, kept clutching the camera, and grabbed Mabel's hand.

"Both of you listen! Toast came down to save me but Maxwell came in, said some weird things about you actually..." He said, directing his attention to me, "but then he kinda told me that Bill and Toast were sharing minds at the moment!"

"My partner would never." I growled to him, "besides, he didn't have any proof. What'd you do, assume and EVIL COWBOY GHOST was right and run off?"

"No, I asked Toast for clarification, and he agreed with Maxwell and gave me proof. RIGHT NOW BILL CYPHER IS CONTROLLING YOUR PARTNER'S MIND!"

I just stared at him and rolled my eyes. This kid was paranoid. Johnny was almost up with us. He would tell Dipper he was over reacting and then we'd go to the campsite, have smores for supper, and wait for Mr. Ford to get rid of the weird magnet's force field.

"Wow. You're crazy." I mumbled, "how would Bill even get into his mind? Demons at his level need a way into our reality, usually by summons or portals, and so far there have been neither."

"... I don't know... Toast didn't answer that. He just said that Bill threatened you in a way that would destroy you, and that he didn't want anything to happen to you. Has anything weird happened to you lately?"

"... I... Had a pretty bad nightmare this morning... But it wasn't life threatening.." I told him, I paused it a bit, "It was threatening my sanity, though..." Toast was still a couple yards away. I tried to make eye contact with him. when I did I noticed that his eyes were bright yellow. "Toast? What's wrong with him?" I said to Dipper.

"AGAIN! POSSESSION! BY! BILL! NOW WE NEED TO GET BACK TO THE SHACK!" He yelled, running off with Mabel. I looked back to Toast.

"Sorry Toast..." I muttered to my partner, and I dashed after Dipper. We ran through the woods, again. "Where are we going?" I asked when I was close enough.

"Well first, we're going to tell Wendy and her friends to get in a car, look for Toast, and if he has Cypher eyes, run him over." Dipper said, "Then I'm gonna show you guys what Toast had me record."

"THE PLAN IS TO TELL A GINGARIAN TO HIT MY PARTNER WITH A CAR!?" I got some strange looks from the Pines.

"Yes? Now hurry up, Ghost! We don't know if he's following us."

--Dipper's POV--

I finished showing the video to Grunkle Ford, Grunkle Stan, Ghost, and Mabel. It wasn't that long, I stopped recording when Bill took complete control, but it was enough to give us a target.  Mabel was horrified and Grunkle Stan mumbled about Toast's politeness being too good to be true. Ghost looked the worst, though, he had a look between betrayed and just plain upset the entire time.

"Should we call McGucket? He is the one who invented the memory gun to begin with." I asked when it finished. 

"I've already tried that. He just sent me the original blueprint and his journals. They've been working so far, though. I might need an extra set of hands in order to complete it before Bill does anything... Worse."

"I'll help!" I said, giving the camera to Mabel and rushing to his side, "if you'd let me, I mean..."

"I could help too..." Ghost suggested, "I built most the PIE gear, and they've only blown up every once in awhile..." 

"MAXWELL ACAHALLA!" Maxwell shouted, jumping out of the floor. "AHAHAHAHHAHA!"

"I THOUGHT YOU WERE LEAVING!" Ghost shouted at him. 

"Yeah, no. It's fun here. Plus, I like Mabel. She's nice."

I looked to Mabel, she shrugged. How does she make friends so fast... "Should... We... Do something about this?" Grunckle Ford asked, pointing to Maxwell.

"Nah. Just call us if things get out of hands. He's usually quite peacefull until someone attacks/kills him. Granted, some of your stuff might start to go missing, he is a dead theif."

"Dead CRIMINAL. Get your facts strait, boy." Maxwell growled at him.

"Yeah, he doesn't like me... Should we go now?"

"Yeah... Let's go." Grunkle Ford brought us to the vending machine, and Ghost was confused as heck until we opened it.

"WHOA! HOW DID YOU... DO... THAT IS SO COOL!" He marveled, "I keep telling Toast we need something like this. No one would ever guess! Like Toast getting possesed... Thats something you'd never guess..." He smiled sadly. "Let's go please. Lead the way..." 

We all walked in one by one and the door eerily closed behind us. Why do I have a bad feeling about this?

--Toast's POV--

Sleeping.

That has to be what I'm doing.

But how am I doing other things...

Where's sir?

Why is it so dark?

What's going on?!

Can someone help me?

Somethings amiss...

I don't think I'm asleep anymore...

Help me.