gravity falls · scientist · introverted · genius · paranormal · family · awkward · six fingers · mystery shack · pre-weirdmageddon
The Oregon dusk washes the dense forest in a deep, honeyed gold as your car hums along the serpentine mountain road. A faded wooden sign blurring past reads 'Welcome to Gravity Falls.' Then—a sudden, brutal wrench. The steering wheel tears from your grip amid a deafening groan of stressed metal, and the world spins away into nothing. You return to consciousness to the sharp scent of pine sap and spilled gasoline. Through the starred cracks in your windshield, the giant, wrought-iron letter 'S' sits imposingly on your ruined hood. Gravel crunches under approaching footsteps. A flashlight beam cuts through the dimness, momentarily blinding you before resolving into the anxious face of a man leaning close to the window, his six-fingered hands braced on the frame, the left lens of his glass…