Chapter 3: Bill knew that Ford would eventually find out it was he who Fiddle spoke about. Bill used his power to inflict pain and terror on Ford’s mind shortly after being confronted. Ford would not sleep, and when he did Bill took over. Blood splattered over Journal 3, Ford’s precious book. The blood came from Ford’s eye, which was an after effect of being possessed. Eventually, after an outburst of paranoia in front of half the town, Ford reached out to Stanley, his twin brother. The one he blocked out of his life. The one who ruined his chances at success. Bill laughed. Ford wanted nothing more than to hide the book from him. What a fool. Did he really think that Bill hadn’t noticed him writing in invisible ink? That he was constantly planning against Bill? None of his plans would work, though. When the brother knocked on Ford’s door, he was met with a crossbow straight to his face. “Have you come to steal my eyes?!” yelled Ford, not realizing it wasn’t one of Bill’s minions. The brother pushed away the crossbow. “Wow, amazing greeting.” Ford slowly lowered the crossbow. “Stanley, did anyone follow you?” he asked, creeping back into the shadows of the house. “Hello to you too, pal…” Stanley said, following him in. Ford turned around, shining a flashlight into his twin’s eyes. “Bah!” Stanley pushed him away. “You’re acting like mom after her tenth cup of coffee!” Bill sighed and tuned out for a few minutes. Nothing would come of this. For a while. He jumped when he heard a blood-curdling scream. The brothers were fighting! Something interesting! Ford pushed his twin against the control system, which had been overheating. That’s why he’d screamed a sign was burnt into his skin. Ford backed up in surprise. “St-stanley!” he stammered. “I’m so sorry! I didn’t mean to!” The brother stood up, stumbling around. He pushed Ford against the lever. The giant portal began to turn on. Bill gasped. The portal- it opened into the Nightmare Realm. He exited out of Ford’s mind. Sure enough, the portal was opened. Bill’s eye widened as Ford fell into the portal. He was there.
art, story by me music by natalie holt called tva bill, ford and fiddleford by alex hirsch
