[Despite a concentrated effort on their part, multiple times, in fact... the ghosts didn't answer. They never found their friends. Their attempts failed.
Wendy, for the most part, didn't do much after that. The week was coming and going, and everything felt a bit more... empty, all of a sudden. She can be found earlier in the day in the study sitting at the huge desk, feet propped up on the table as she plays with her phone.
her eyes run over old text messages, pictures with her friends back in Gravity falls, and then it suddenly changes to pictures of her in here, with her new friends, people that are alive and dead.
And then, the unthinkable happens. Her phone dies.]
...[She gives a rough sigh, letting it drop out of her hands onto the floor.] Perfect.
[Later, she's gone for a change of scenery, now outside in the graveyard, busy sharpening her axe with a rock as she sits against a gravestone. She's not doing great, but the fresh air is a bit helpful.]
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Wendy, for the most part, didn't do much after that. The week was coming and going, and everything felt a bit more... empty, all of a sudden. She can be found earlier in the day in the study sitting at the huge desk, feet propped up on the table as she plays with her phone.
her eyes run over old text messages, pictures with her friends back in Gravity falls, and then it suddenly changes to pictures of her in here, with her new friends, people that are alive and dead.
And then, the unthinkable happens. Her phone dies.]
...[She gives a rough sigh, letting it drop out of her hands onto the floor.] Perfect.
[Later, she's gone for a change of scenery, now outside in the graveyard, busy sharpening her axe with a rock as she sits against a gravestone. She's not doing great, but the fresh air is a bit helpful.]