Pacifica's P.O.V.

We walk to the main room, dead animal heads on the wall, you know, rich stuff.

"This is the main room where it's been happening." I say, looking around.

"Yep, this looks like the kind of room that would be haunted, all right. I wouldn't worry about it, though. Ghosts fall on a ten-category scale. Floating plates sound like a Category 1." He says, boring!

He flips out his stupid nerd book.

"So what? Are you gonna bore him back into the afterlife by reading from this book?" I say, rolling my eyes and looking at my nails.

"Just gotta splash this sucker with some anointed water, and he should be out of your *whispers* probably-fake blonde hair." He says, muttering/whispering the last part.

I whip around, "What was that about my hair?" I stare at him.

He takes out like a ghost raider thing, stupid nerd stuff. 

"Shh! I'm picking something up." he says, putting his hand like a 'sh' sign.

*Dipper walks around the room, a point to where he walks up to a lumberjack painting on the wall.*

"..C'mon, stupid thing. There we go." 

Oh my god. There-there's BLOOD.

"..Uh, Pacifica..?" He exclaims, a look of horror on his face.

"Aah!" 

Dipper looks up, and see's blood dripping from the ceiling.

I look around, in complete horror on my face.

The animals start chanting, "ANCIENT SINS. ANCIENT SINS. ANCIENT SINS."

I quickly hide behind Dipper.

"D-Dipper, what is this?!" I ask while closing both my eyes.

"It's a Category 10." He holds up the bottle of water, but then it suddenly shatters.

"AHHHHH" We both shout out.

I grab Dipper, scared.

The animal heads still are chanting, but specifically the deer one, "ANCIENT BLOOD AND BLACKENED SKIES. 

The rest of the animal head joins, "THE FOREST DARK SHALL ONCE MORE RISE."

I start shaking, so as Dipper.

"What do we do, what do we do?!" I scream.

"Don't worry. It can't get worse than this!" He stammers, looking at me horrified.

*The fire flames up again, and Dipper and Pacifica hide under a table while a giant black skeleton emerges from the fire. A body forms around the skeleton of an enormous lumberjack with a beard made of fire and an ax in his head.*

"I smell... A NORTHWEST! Come out, come out, wherever you are!" The lumberjack says while dragging a ax on the floor. 

"Hurry! Read through your dumb book already!" I exclaim, shaking Dipper.

Whispering, he replies, "I'm looking! And it's not dumb, okay? This book is gonna save our lives! Alright, here we go. Advice: (Holds blacklight  over book, which reads "PRAY FOR MERCY!")Aww, seriously?!" He whines.

The lumberjack pops out, and exclaims, "YOU SHOULDN'T HAVE COME HERE!"

Dipper and I scream.

"This way! Hurry!" I lead Dipper, while running as fast as I can.

We arrive at the main floor, where the party's happening.

We run, and we don't stop.