Ah, summer vacation; a time for leisure, recreation, and taking it easy. Unless you’re me. My name is Dipper. The girl about to puke is my sister Mabel. You’re probably wondering what we’re doing in a golf cart, fleeing from a creature of unimaginable horror. Rest assured, there’s a perfectly logical explanation.
“Draw your chair up and hand me my violin, for the only problem we have still to solve is how to while away these bleak autumnal evenings.”
— Sir Arthur Conan Doyle, The Adventure of the Noble Bachelor