05, what the hell is a Stiles?

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05, what the hell is a Stiles?

( lovely, Billie Eilish- Isn't it lovely, all alone?
Heart made of glass, my mind of stone
Tear me to pieces, skin to bone
Hello, welcome home )









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CLICK.

clack.

Click.

Clack.

The sound of the small flash pen button I hear from Deaton's hands as he had the windshield on the table with a light below it.

I don't know what we are doing all I know we came here because Scott thought Deaton could help us out on figuring who we are missing.

Now I know that the emptiness I was feeling was because the wild hunt took someone from me that I loved. But I can't remember who.

"Now she just magically writes all the answers?" I heard Malia say leaning back on the counter and making me look up at Lydia who was now in front of the windshield while Deaton move beside her.

"It's not quite that simple." Deaton said, Lydia took a seat.

"It never is." Lydia spoke up.

"In automatic writing, the hand moves outside of any conscious awareness." Deaton informed us, as he turned his head back to Lydia.

"Now hopefully the silence, the darkness, and the light will allow you to find a more comfortable, relaxed, trance-like state." Deaton said before grabbing is small flash pen and placing it in from of the windshield.

"Lydia, I want you to stare into the light. And let go of all thought." Deaton said before moving away and we followed him, I watch Lydia hold up the pen as her eyes were glued to the light in front of her, Lydia slowly began to write down making me confused, she looks like she's being compelled by a vampire as her eyes were dig deep into the light.

"I have to warn you. We may not be able to access these memories." Deaton said.

"Why not?" I asked him.

"The legend has always been that the wild hunt takes people." Deaton told us.

"But if what you're telling me is right, the truth is much worse." Deaton told us making me turn to Scott and Malia.

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