"Made it?" Dipper echoed, turning around just in time to watch Maurice finally get a grip enough to haul himself out of the deep pit.

"...Well, they've got to be around here somewhere. The journal talks about them being in this area specifically...they're just...kinda elusive." And by kinda, he meant very. Very elusive.

Dipper sighed, pulling his hat down more securely on his head before examining the bruise near his upper arm. "This doesn't seem like it was here by accident...but it doesn't look like a trap of any sort, either."