Stanford's old lab

The first place that comes to mind when beginning this investigation of yours is, of course, Ford’s old lab underneath his log cabin out in the woods.

So with that destination mind, you immediately create a waypoint on your personal GPS and immediately a small green directional arrow pops up in the corner of your heads up display that’s built into your helmet. From the readings, you are currently 25 miles out from Stanford’s old lab, but before you can begin making your way over to Ford’s old lab, you need to stay out of Bill’s sight.

So, in order to keep a low profile, you activate your armor’s built-in cloaking device which immediately makes you vanish in a shimmer of light. This built-in cloaking device was originally designed off the original stealth boy prototype that you got your hands on while you were the radioactive world in which you got your armor from, you say designed off of because you’ve improved the stealth boys technology. For originally it would only vanish a person partly, and if they began to move, they could easily be seen by someone with an observant eye and good hearing. For the original stealth boy did not silence the user’s movements, nor did it fully masks someone’s movement once in use.

However, with your upgrades to the technology, you now moved silently and invisibly to all persons. A feat that you need now more than ever to avoid that egomaniacal demon's giant eyeball.

So, now as you begin to make your way over to Ford’s old lab you tune in to the local broadcasting stations and news feeds in order to understand how long this has been going on and what you find is disturbing.

24.5 miles

“We are day three in this strange cataclysmic event, which some are calling "Weirdmageddon," or the "Oddpocalypse.“-“

Your hands tightened their grip on your rifle as you pick up the pace in your stride.

24 miles.

“The **** toll is uncountable as more and more people die to these-“

you grit your teeth in frustration as your walk becomes a jog.

22.5 miles.

“The national guard has failed in any and all attempts to-“

your jog becomes a frustrating run as your mind runs rampant with the possible destruction that has been unleashed on this world.

20.5 miles.

“PLEASE SOMEONE ANYONE HELP US!”

That frustrated run now becomes a full-on enraged sprint as you hear the screams in the pleading of those who are still left alive in the wake of this weirdmageddon.

18 miles.

As you sprint towards your goal, these messages keep playing On and on, along the way you see more and more unfortunate people through the news feed either get turned to stone or be consumed by the ravenous monstrosities that walk the streets.

16 miles

Throughout all of this, as you walk through the burned forest, you can feel your anger and frustration grow and grow as you make your way to Stanford’s old lab. All the while, you keep asking yourself, how did this happen?

14 miles

Eventually listening to the news feeds becomes too much and you immediately cut off your connection to these news outlets with your rage at an all-time high. As you do so, you can’t help but notice the large, unmistakable object that now floats on gravity falls old abandoned railroad bridge.

12 miles

This unmistakable object is a giant bubble whose very outer shell looks like pink molten magma that has a very distinctive shooting star symbol emblazoned across the front of it, with chains going all over the giant sphere.

10 miles.

Due to your experience with magic, you can obviously tell it’s a prison, one of Bill’s make if his giant logo shaped padlock is anything to go by. The only questions that remain are, who is the prisoner, and why did Bill lock them up?

8 miles.

You quickly shake your head and corralled to yourself quietly. It doesn’t matter right now; whoever is locked up inside that prison can be saved later. For whatever reason, Bill has decided to lock them away instead of torturing them or turning them to stone, so that can only mean whoever’s inside is important to Bill’s plans.

6 miles.

And if they’re important to Bill’s plans that means they’re important to you, but right now you need to focus on figuring out how this happened and see if there’s a way to undo the damage and send Bill back to his home dimension.

4 miles.

As you think about this, your mind immediately races back to Stanford and Fiddleford. You can’t believe that they would do something as incredibly stupid as some and Bill cipher to this dimension. You can’t help but recall the many many times you warned Ford about the many dangers that existed out in the multi-verse. You thought that Ford would at least be smart enough to heed your warnings considering the fact you are an experienced traveler, but it appears now that your words have fallen on deaf and most likely dead ears.

2 miles.

Because if Fiddleford and Stanford aren't dead, then you’re going to kill them for doing this!

1 mile.

I mean really of all the stupid, insane, absolute no holds bar JACKASSERY THAT THOSE TO PUT YOU THROUGH, THIS, THIS TAKES THE-

0.2 mile.

-cake?

Your unyielding rage and frustration grinds to a halt as you take in the new appearance of Stanford’s old lab.

“What the fuck?” You quietly whispered to yourself in confusion as you see that the old log cabin has changed drastically since the last time you saw it. Before the large log cabin had no signs and had scientific instruments littered throughout the yard, but now it looked completely different from when you originally last saw it.

Because now Ford’s old lab looks like a frickin tourist trap!

Where there had been no signs before there are now rest many signs that are scattered throughout the entirety of the property The largest of which is on top of the log cabin itself, with the words “mystery shack” written in large bold letters, with the exception of the S being missing as it now rests on the roof of the log cabin and changing the name on the sign from mystery shack to mystery hack.

There was also another large sign resting on top of the porch that spelled out “gift shop” in large stylized letters. Also, on the porch, you notice that there was a peach soda machine, another addition that was never there before, along with a large ice cooler that you usually find at gas stations.

Adding to these changes was the fact that much of the debris’s surrounding the log cabin has been cleared to make room for a dirt road and parking spaces for cars. Along with this added change the surroundings of a cabin you also noticed the state of disrepair at the cabin is suffered As you notice a large amount of moss and plant life growing on top of the roof.

“The hell happened while I was gone?!” You whisper to yourself in complete confusion as you have completely stopped all movement as your anger and frustration vanishes and instead is replaced with a great amount of confusion and befuddlement.

However, this confusion and befuddlement slowly begin to lessen as you start to walk towards the changed cabin. As you do this, you can’t help but notice that the windows have been boarded up and you can see a faint light illuminating from the cracks in between the boards. Someone is inside the cabin; you don’t know who but whoever it is they may have answers about what happened here.

It can’t be Stanford, because you could never imagine Stanford doing something like this to his home. Stanford Pines was a very private and secretive person; he would never turn his lab and home into a… a freaking sideshow attraction, no matter how strapped he was for funds.

Your mind races with a litany of questions of how this could have possibly happened but those all go to the side as you near the porch door and reach for the doorknob.

As you do so, you realize the people inside might be **** and scared, and they might attack you on sight if they see your power armored form. So you decide it would be best to keep up your cloak for until you’ve made your way inside the house and seen whose inside.

As you tentatively test the handle to see whether or not the doors unlocked, you find that it is and only one question remains now…