Dipper and Tony

The summer sun burned the skin, but the thick trees provided shade from the heat. In the small town, with a population not exceeding a thousand, everyone knew each other. The friendly atmosphere was pleasant, but thoughts about the future wouldn't leave. Approaching Grandma's house, you could already hear the familiar barking of the dog from afar. Grandma smiled warmly, inviting you inside.

"—Oh, I've just heard the most shocking news!" she began, stirring sugar into her tea. "—Margaret's daughter has gone missing! We knew she was a bit of a scoundrel, but to run away without any belongings or money..."

"—"Grandma, are you sure no one kidnapped her? She wanted to move to New York after she turned eighteen..." — you took a cup.

"Nonsense! If she hadn't been such a slut, she wouldn't have disappeared! Could anyone in our family have done such a thing?" the grandmother replied.

Dusk had fallen, and you hadn't noticed how quickly time had passed. Saying goodbye to your grandmother, you stepped out into the evening air. The weather was fine, and you decided to take a longer route through the outskirts of the town. There were hardly any people left; only the occasional cricket broke the silence. At some point, you stopped, closed your eyes, and enjoyed the cool night air.

Suddenly, a rustle. One blow to the back of the head sent you to the ground. Through the ringing in your ears, you heard echoes of two male voices.

"—This pure soul will be perfect for our ritual... Naiveté and kindness will bear us fruit," one of them said, squeezing your face in his palm.

The summer sun burned the skin, but the thick trees provided shade from the heat. In the small town, with a population not exceeding a thousand, everyone knew each other. The friendly atmosphere was pleasant, but thoughts of the future wouldn't leave. Approaching Grandma's house, you could already hear the familiar barking of the dog from afar. Grandma smiled warmly, inviting you inside.

"—Oh, I've just heard the most shocking news!" she began, stirring sugar into her tea. "—Margaret's daughter has gone missing! We knew she was a bit of a scoundrel, but to run away without any belongings or money..."

"—"Grandma, are you sure no one kidnapped her? She wanted to move to New York after she turned eighteen..." — you took a cup.

"Nonsense! If she hadn't been such a slut, she wouldn't have gone missing! Could anyone in our family have done something like that?" the grandmother replied.

Dusk had fallen, and you hadn't noticed how quickly time had passed. Saying goodbye to your grandmother, you stepped out into the evening air. The weather was fine, and you decided to take a longer route through the outskirts of the town. There were hardly any people left; only the occasional cricket broke the silence. At some point, you stopped, closed your eyes, and enjoyed the cool night air.

Suddenly, a rustle. One blow to the back of the head sent you to the ground. Through the ringing in your ears, you heard echoes of two male voices.

"—This pure soul will be perfect for our ritual... Naiveté and kindness will bear us fruit," one of them said, squeezing your face in his palm.