Dipper woke up to someone whispering his name again. This time the voice sounded sad. Dipper didn't know what to do so he just ignored it. Then the voice spoke again. "Come to the woods." The voice spoke urgently. "Please hurry." Dipper decided to go to the woods. Maybe if he went, he could find out who was talking to him. No wait, communicating with.
Dipper slid on his shoes and threw a jacket on. "This way." The voice was leading him to where it wanted him to go. 

Awhile later Dipper found his way near a cluster of trees. "W- What am I doing over here?" His hands reached his head and rampant flashbacks filled his brain. In an instant he remembered everything from those many summers ago. He walked a little more and stumbled in front of a very familiar statue. 

"Bill." He whispered his name and the wind carried it all around. Dipper looked at the stone statue of his former demon. Dipper caressed the figure and sighed. "What am I doing?" Dipper slowly started to get up when he saw something blue flash from the corner of his eye. He slowly turned and saw that one of Bill's stone hands moved. Dipper walked over there and touched it. The stone hand grabbed his and the whole thing disappeared.  Dipper saw this and started running. Throughout the woods trails o blue and glances of yellow made Dipper run faster and faster until he reached the former remains of the Mystery Shack. He slid against the door and put his head in his hands. "This has to be a dream!" He pinched himself.  He got up and looked out the window. Nothing. He saw nothing. That was good enough for him. 

But what Dipper didn't know was that a blonde haired man was staring at his from afar.