The nightmare
Bill stood staring at his bedroom door. His fingers brush the doorknob and it swings open the force of the wind knocking him to his butt, before he can react. A black smoke hands grabbed his legs and pulls him into the golden flames. A large eye in the depths of the fire but before he could reach the center.
Bill sat up in bed a scream came tearing from his throat, sweat coated his brow, his room illuminated by nothing but the moonlight leaking inside from the window. His heart beating at a trillion beats per millisecond. He runs a hand through his thick blond hair, a soft knock came from the door "you can enter," fell from the male's lips.
The door opened "Hey I'm guessing you had the nightmare again?" Dipper asked entering the room only in his boxers and a sleeveless top. "Yeah, I don't know why though. It just keeps on happening, sometimes it isn't even the nightmare. It would be the fire eye thingamajig," Bill complained.
Dipper shrugged "maybe you should do something to get the idea out of your head its your dream after all you can just change what happens," Dipper said.
Bill fake gasps "Whoa! Where did the sudden advice guy come from? Who are you and what did you do to the real Dipper pines?" The blond asked in a joking tone.
Dipper smiled at the question "I'm still me, Bill but seriously back in California I had a friend who went through the same thing and her mom told her, it's all in her head and she can control it and after a couple days no more nightmares," dip says finishing it with a yawn, "now I've got to get to sleep, great uncle ford and I got to do some important research in the morning," and with that Dipper walked out if the room.
Bill laid back in bed "Yeah, Bill its not real. Just a thought in your head, simply change it like a channel," the male tells himself cuddling into his plush deer's neck and drifts back to sleep.
Name: Bill cipher
favorite color: yellow
Backstory : to make up for memory lost, he got into car accident on graduation night of senior year. Putting him in a coma for three days and woke up here after being found by a classmate and was brought to the mystery shack-
"Gunkle ford, sorry I'm running late! Bill had the nightmare it maybe getting closer to revealing Bill his true form!" Dipper shouted coming down the stairs.
The man turned around "how would that be?" Ford asked, putting the pencil down next to the notes.
The brunette walked down from upstairs "It seems to keep getting worse, from how he's waking up like over a month ago. He was just woke up a short while ago, its making him terrified by what's happening," Dipper explained.
The six handed man grabbed something from his desk "This could cause things to get worse… keep a close eye on him, if the nightmare gets any worse give him the sleeping pills to help," Ford stated, handing Dipper a white pill bottle, "because how your describing his nightmares, some time sooner or later he may not want to sleep at all," the older male added. Dipper took the bottle "Okay. Well I've gotta go Mabel, Bill, and I are going to the grocery store to get some more peanut butter," Dipper said, getting up and leaving. After Dipper left, Stanford went back to writing his notes.
- where his 'friends' Mabel and Dipper live and help him out.
Dreammares: Bill proceeds to have strange dreams that every time he walked by his mirror he'd see a triangle guy instead of himself, weeks go by and the nightmare gets worse with something to do with a golden fire eye monster pulling him in.
- Stanford