Have you ever woken up DEAD? Well I did... when I was eight years old I woke up in my bed covered in blood. I found my mother, father, and baby sister all dead in their sleep. Soaked in blood. From then on I felt like death. Everyone around me dies...
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LUNA STANDS WITH HER ARMS CROSSED AS SHE TAPS HER FOOT FRANTICALLY. She glances side to side at the large empty school in the darkness and frowns. Shaking her head she drops her arms and then rubs her face in frustration.
"You okay Luna?"
"Something doesn't feel right Em... I feel like there's something wrong here and I don't know what. I'm missing something."
Emerson glances over at her and frowns, "Like what?"
"I don't know... That's the thing, I have no idea. We're fighting this alpha pack and now we have to keep Boyd and Cora from being killing machines, but there's still something we're missing. I-I I keep seeing this face... this thing... I don't even know what it is. But what does that have to do with anything?"
"A face? What do you mean? A person?"
"Kind of. I feel like it's a supernatural creature but I'm just still lost."
"Well you know everyone is here for you and you can't figure out everything by yourself..."
Luna starts to hear Emerson's voice sound muffled. She frowns looking around slowly. Her hands start to sweat as she feels a strong shiver down her spine.
Emerson takes a cautious step forward towards Luna as she gasps.
"Derek..."
...
Derek shoves the desk aside and reaches to open the door. Scott grabs him, trying to stop him.
"What are you doing?"
Derek sighs, "Shut the door behind me. Keep it shut."
"You go in there alone and you're either going to kill them or they're going to kill you."
"That's why I'm going alone."
He yanks the door open as Ms. Blake slowly pushes the storage room door open to look out. Past an array of pipes, air handlers and water pumps, she sees something that takes the breath out of her.
Two feral looking teenagers with glowing eyes and shockingly large teeth, approaching her with murder in their eyes.
As Blake draws in a breath for a terrified scream, Derek drags Boyd and Cora to the ground. Bodies rolling across the floor, the attack is sudden and vicious.
Ms. Blake yanks the door closed and stumbles back in the closet.
Scott leans against the boiler room door, listening to the crashing, the cries of pain, a veritable symphony of destruction happening inside. Down a corridor, Argent steps out of the shadows as the growls and snarls echo up from the basement.
The sounds of the battle even reach outside, turning Isaac around, fear spreading across his face while Luna runs down the corridor.
