Chapter 2
"Stiles, wake up." Lydia's voice should bring him a feeling of comfort that he desperately craves, but Stiles only feels trepidation. Is this another dream? The television drones on in the background, a lady presenting a brief newscast. 'Two shot dead in Nebraska', the headline reads. Stiles exhales a sigh of relief. I can read- I must be awake. He finally glances up at Lydia. Her green eyes have somehow lost that certain glimmer he had always admired and her beautiful locks are matted on one side. It's obvious she must have stayed with him all night, curled up on the stiff armchair. Ah, I'm in a hospital room. His relief is rapidly replaced by worry. Wait, why am I in the hospital again?Lydia seems to carry an air of fear in the room. Stiles inquires, "What's the matter, you okay?" At first she doesn't respond but then locks her large emerald irises onto his and reluctantly says, "Stiles…You've been in a coma for a month…Tell me, do you remember anything about the night you passed out?"
The night I passed out…What does she mea-.. Stiles' pupils dilate wide with fear and shock. Seemingly all at once the memories flood back, drowning out all coherent thoughts. The Nogitsune had captured Lydia, then the Oni had… Stiles gasps aloud at the crushing memory. Allison is dead. Allison is dead, six feet under, gone and it pains him to think and realize, it's my entire fault.