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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STILES and Scott stand on opposite sides of the desk now wedged between the cage door and the wall. Stiles slowly motions with his hand for Scott to climb over. But Scott looks too scared to move. A breath comes from inside the cage room.
Both boys turn back. They can't see it in the darkness, but the Alpha is there, trapped inside. With a far more emphatic look, Stiles twists his head at Scott, trying to get him to climb over the desk to him.
Finally, Scott moves, awkwardly sliding over the desk as the alpha's hand slams up against the mesh wire window of the door sending both Stiles and Scott flinching back. Luna stands on the opposite end away from the two boys as they stare at the massive hand, clawed fingers like talons fitting through the openings. It slowly pulls back, disappearing again into the shadows. Incredibly, Stiles starts toward the cage room.
"What are you doing?" Scott whispers to Stiles harshly.
"I want to get a look."
Luna stares, "Are you crazy?... don't answer that."
"It's trapped. It can't get out."
The cage rattles as if in response.
Stiles chuckles feeling more confident. "That's right. We got you."
Scott frowns, "Stiles I don't think you shou-"
"No. I'm not scared of this thing," he looks to the Alpha, "I'm not scared of you. Because you're not going any-"
Suddenly the Alpha leaps up, shooting right into the ceiling. The panels burst away, crashing and clattering to the floor. Scott and Stiles gaze up in horror as the ceiling panels above them shake, bending and popping up under the weight of the creature. No longer trapped at all. They turn to watch the panels rumble and shake above as the Alpha makes its retreat.
Luna sighs rubbing her temple, "You just had to say that."
Hurrying through the school the three try to come up with some kind of plan on getting the heck out of there. Suddenly Scott turns to them.
"Do you hear that?"
"Hear what?" Stiles looks confused.
"A phone ringing."
And then the realization dawns on him.
"I know that ring. It's Allison's phone..."
Stiles takes out his phone allowing Scott to call Allison.
"Stiles?" Allison answers sounding confused.
"It's me. Where are you?" Scott orders.
"In the school looking for you. Why weren't you at my place?"
"Where are you right now?"
She flinches at the harshness of his tone, "On the first floor-"
