"Tick-tock, kid."

With a trembling grip, Dipper shook Bill's flaming hand. He felt his stomach lurch and his skin chilled-tingled. The smell of lightning filled him and the blair of a train's horn hit him hard, making him lose his breath as he lurched forward, falling, falling, falling into the emptiness. He felt the breeze of being pulled just a bit too quickly brush the hair out of his face as he held onto Bill. Fell into Bill. Fell through Bill.

He saw himself. He saw his body, and his new ethereal form. He saw Bill. He saw Bill in himself as Bill as himself in Bill in his body as Dipper.

And Bill saw him.

"Thanks a lot, kiddo!" Bill smiled. "It's been so long since I had something as physical as this!"

Dipper, exaggerating his concern, shouted, "Give me back my body!"

"Tut tut tut, Dipper," said Bill, "A deal's a deal. Fair trade and all that. I can't give you your body back, but I can give you something else!" Bill produced a sno-globe into his hand in a burst of flame. Inside was a tiny castle and a small forest of pine trees. "I hope you can swim!" he shouted in delight. "Come here, my little pet." Raising the sno-globe, he began to chant.

Upon hearing this, Dipper started to get away as fast as possible, but to no avail. The globe's glass cracked, and water started gushing out, flooding the tiny attic. As the water touched Dipper's ghostly foot, it latched on, and pulled him down.

"I can't have you running around causing any kind of TROUBLE, CAN I?" Bill jeered as Dipper was slowly being dragged into the sno-globe by the globe's enchanted water. "I'll just keep you with me until I'm done with this vessel of mine.

Dipper screamed as he was sucked into the globe, now tiny. He watched as the cracked glass repaired itself, confining him to the grounds of the globe's castle.

Bill held the globe in both hands and peered inside. "You're mine now, aren't you, Dipper? You're not getting out a-n-y-t-i-m-e soon," he cackled, peering in onto his prize. The water distorted Dipper's image slightly, but not enough for Bill to really care. "And don't bother trying to phase through THIS glass. You might be able to float through anything else, but I made this glass just for you. Don't worry, Dipper, you'll never escape." And with that, Bill shoved the sno-globe into the inner pocket of his vessel's vest.