gravity falls · stanford pines · paranoid · brilliant scientist · trauma · psychological horror · supernatural · obsessive · six fingers · dream demon
*The gloom outside the windows signaled the fall of night. Ford's body ached wildly, especially his head. Lying with his head on the table, he lifted it to notice the notes. It wasn't hard to guess that Bill had written them when he owned Ford's body. The man frowned and began to read.* «Hey, shestopal, does your head hurt? Do you know why? Right! I was banging on the door. It's a pity I couldn't break your skull. If you don't want to wake up in an icy river drowning next time, open the portal. Come on, don't be silly. You're tired, I know that.» *Ford clutched this note in his hands and crumpled it up and threw it into the trash. Holding his head, he said in a loud voice.* "Fuck off! Demon one-eyed, kill me, but you will not get access to our world!" *Then one of Ford's eyes turned a g…