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The next day the rain hadn't shown any signs of slowing down.
During break time Malia ran to catch up with Lydia and Stiles who were walking to math. As they entered the classroom Malia groaned as she looked at the alien language on the board.
She wanted to turn back but Lydia must've felt it and stopped to push her into the classroom.
"It's only 40 minutes," Lydia said.
"40 minutes of pain and torture" Malia growled back and Stiles hummed in agreement.
Lydia rolled her eyes, "So you guys didn't find anything last night?"
"I got the man's scent. We could've followed it but it's probably gone with the rain."
"Anything from your dad?"
"He's as confused as we are," Stiles sighed.
"Then all we can do is wait," Malia said.
"Yeah, wait for someone else to get mauled."
Stiles tried to focus on the board but he couldn't stop thinking about the body. There must've been something they missed. He looked at the others as he tapped his foot. No one in class had no idea about the murder. They were listening to class as if nothing had happened. He looked at Malia, she was chewing her pencil as she listened to the teacher in confusion. Lydia on the other hand wasn't making an effort to listen. She was staring out the window.
Stiles called her name but she didn't seem to hear it. She was lost in whatever she saw out in the rain.
Stiles called her again, louder this time, and she finally turned around.
"What is it?" he asked.
Lydia looked distraught and confused, she tucked her strawberry blond hair behind her ear, "I- I thought I saw something."
Both teens squinted to see through the grey weather but it was only Lydia who saw a figure run across the parking lot. She jumped. Her gut was filled with a sore feeling.
"Did you see something?"
"You didn't see something run past us?" Lydia asked with fear. She was scared that she was having a banshee vision again.
Her fears were confirmed when Stiles denied seeing anything. She got up and ran out of the classroom to investigate further. She was filled with the rushing feeling that something terrible was about to happen.
Malia tried to run after her but the teacher stopped her which allowed Stiles to slip by. The teacher called out after him but he said he was going to help Lydia and kept going.
He caught up to her outside. She was standing in the middle of the road completely drenched. Scott was with her.
"You saw it too?" Stiles said but his voice was lost in the storm.
Both of them were staring at the road. Scott turned around first, "Did you see it?" he asked.
"No, what was it?"
"It was really fast, it disappeared by the time I got here."
Noticing that Lydia still hadn't turned around they called name but she didn't answer. Scott and Stiles looked at each other in confusion. What was she seeing?
"Something terrible is happening," her voice trembled with the cold wind, "Someone's about to die."
Back in the forest was another victim, walking through the rainstorm without a fret. Her clothing was barely suitable for the weather. It looked like she'd just ran out of the door.
Most of her hair was in front of face, probably creating a sore sight for anyone who might see her. She didn't bother to tuck her hair to the sides. She didn't need to see to get where she was going anyways.