Toonwatcher

Creature: Hidebehind In the summer of 1983 a young man fresh out of film school elected to embark on an interstate hiking trip through the nearby lumberwoods. Little did he suspect he would soon encounter a terrifying creature with an uncanny ability to hide in his blind spots. These are his tapes. Conclusion: The young filmmaker's body was recovered about a mile from the nearby highway. Although they could not identify the tracks found at the scene, CSI eventually ruled the cause of death to a bear attack. Several officers reported an uneasy feeling of being watched.

______ _____ drifted aimlessly through the wood. How long had he been in there by now? Weeks? Months? Was he even correct on thinking he had been a "he" before? Looking down at his now featureless body offered no clues. ______ struggled to remember details about his past life. He was a...He'd come into the woods searching for...He was born in...Nothing. All that he could remember was waking up with an identity that was rapidly being taken from him. Eventually ______ could see a pair of figures approaching through the fog, a young girl and a boy. Twins, by the looks of things. ______ couldn't understand it, but for some reason looking at the boy made him feel...angry. As the two approached, the boy pointed at ______, and the girl, brandishing a frying pan, declared firmly "Fix him." Recoiling from her, the boy walked up and said "DIPPER PINES." ____er, no, Di___er, no, Dipper suddenly found his head clearing as lost memories returned to him. His form gradually became more defined

“Can you do me a favor?” said Michael to Danny. Michael was Danny’s college roommate, and though they’d only known each other for about a month now, Danny already new what was coming. “I just put the finishing touches on my latest creative writing project. I was hoping you might give it a once over and tell me what you think.” Danny rolled his eyes tiredly. Once again the English major was wanting to bounce something off him. “Dude, you ask me to review what you’ve done with all your big projects. I’m not your teacher.” He was getting more than a bit tired with his friend’s insecurity about his creativity. “Please?” plead Michael. “I promise if you make it through the whole thing I’ll give you $20 regardless of what you say about it.” Danny sighed as he walked over to Michael’s computer. “Fine, but while I’m doing this you got to leave the room for a few minutes. I can’t stand the way you hover over my shoulder when I read.” “Deal.” Replied Michael as he left the room and Danny