He parks his jeep before the sign and gets out of the car. He knows this is a really bad time, but he has to know everything right now.
Twigs and leaves crack under his feet as he walks through the woods. For the first time in his life he's thankful for the full moon, because without that light he wouldn't see anything and he'd probably be on the ground now or he would've walked into a tree.
When he's almost there he hears a sound behind him. He turns around only to see trees and shadows made by the moonlight.
"This is private property." A voice in the distance says. He recognizes the voice, as one that he's heard way too much these last few months. It's the voice of Derek Hale.