Being picked up and then put back down on solid ground does a lot to snap him out of it. He finds himself more or less in the waking world again, even if some of him still felt out of sync with everything else. It's a weird feeling, dreamlike and yet somehow between two realms. It reminded him a lot of the Dream, the way his powers were sometimes.

He latches onto Ford's voice and takes a deep, shaking breath. He does it one more time, and he manages to even out.

"O-Okay. Okay."

He grabs a hold of Ford's arms and closes his eyes again. There's a more pointed shift in the air around them. Things grey out, reality dips, and the world crumbles away leaving them standing in a swamp. It's eerie and still until something dark materializes out of the corner of their eyes, something with cruel eyes that lets out a vicious, joyful laugh.

Dipper lets go with a gasp, and the house fades back in. He's pale and looking like he might start to panic again.

"Corruption- She's- what happened to me in December!"