"You going to do a magic trick?"
"Besides wrecking a bunch of crap, I not that good at magic tricks."
Sara ran down to Brett's car, half yanking the door of its hinges. "Come on! For god's sakes your bloody werewolves! Move your asses!"
"Well, I only know one trick and it's with a playing card."
"Really? You should show me sometime. I like magic tricks."
"Come on, come on, come on!" Sara moaned, everything was too slow. How bad was Lydia hurt? What hurt her? Could she have helped? Stopped it? Maybe done better with Scott than running around looking for holes?"
"Sure…" he chuckled. "…How…How you been sleeping?"
"…Okay, I guess. Same old same old…Can't seem to shake the nightmares…What about you?"
Brett finally pulled up at the hospital. Sara instantly running out of the car, slamming the door behind her. Liam voice hurriedly talking to Brett and Mason, before his footsteps joined hers.
"Still having the same dream."
"About the Nemeton? And the bodies?"
"Yeah…You?"
Running to the elevator, Sara pressed the second-floor button. It couldn't be happening. Please don't be happening.
"It changes, but…but now. I see Scott, Stiles, Lydia, Liam, Kira, everyone. Their all lying…lying in a pile and their blood and there's something coming…"
Running out of the elevator, Sara ran inside dodging nurses and doctors. Please don't be happened. Please.
"Coming for everyone…and then…then it comes for me…"
"Woah, easy." Scott said, catching Sara around the waist, pulling her back. "Take a breath."
"I-"
"Sara, breath." Scott said slowly. Sara swallowed, taking a deep breath. "Lydia, is sh-"
"Lydia's alive." Scott said quickly. "But I don't know anything else."
Sara sighed, half collapsing into him, before standing up. "I thought…I thought it was starting to happen-I-what happened?"
"Tracy."
"What about Tracy?" Liam asked, edging closer to the McCall's. Sara was more relaxed with Scott, meaning he was not in the potential blast/burn/whatever the hell else she can do zone. Control was something she was still learning too.
"She a Kanima. She attacked the station and Lydia. We didn't get there in time." Scott said, Sara rubbing his arm gently, getting a good look at her brother. He looked awful. And here she was freaking out like some lunatic. Hah, lunatic. Not the time to pull that one out.
"What happened to Tracy?"
"She's dead."
"What?" Sara and Liam cried, sharing a look. "Buried twice in her life, that's got to suck." Sara mumbled. "Tracy was buried?" Scott asked, stopping short. Liam nodded. "In a hole. Buried alive."
"And we're not say, like sandbox buried alive." Sara interjected. "We mean someone threw her in a hole, at least six feet underground and covered her up in the woods and left her there."
"To crawl out." Liam added. "Then we found another hole."
"Who was buried in that one?"
"I don't know, but I think we're gonna want to find out." Liam said hurriedly.
"And fast." Sara added, walking to the rest of the pack. They were all huddled in corner of the waiting room, with Theo (what the hell was he doing here) when her mom approaching them. Some of them, a little bloodied, but luckily none of them badly injured.
"Could have been worse. Theo, nice going on that tourniquet. You probably saved her life." Melissa said, turning to Sara, Scott and Liam who had just joining them. "All right. She's about to go into surgery. So it's going to be a while. Any other supernatural details that I need to know about or do we just stitch her up and hope for the best?"
"It was the tail." Kira said, her hands were shaking.
"Yeah, Tracy cut her with the tail, if that makes a difference." Scott said.
"Um, question?" Sara asked, half rising her hand out of habit. "Does the tail have the venom? Because if it does and Tracy stabbed Lydia with her tail, wouldn't the venom seep into her body, causing paralysis from within?"
The pack (and Theo) shared look. "I-I don't know." Stiles mumbled, running his fingers though his hair. Sara internally cursed, she just gave Stiles twenty new grey hairs.
Her mother nodded. "Okay. I'll look out for that. Good thinking." Melissa said, walking off to the operating room.
"But it wasn't just Tracy. There were the others." Malia insisted. "The guys in the masks."
"What guys is masks?" Sara asked, looking around at them. Stiles scratched his chin. "Malia's the only one who saw them." he said quietly.
"So?" Sara said, feeling as if she missed something. "What guys is masks?"
"You sure you wanna stay? Mom said it'll be a while." Scott asked, for the tenth time glancing unsurely at her.
"Yeah, well it's not like I sleep much anyway." Sara said, shifting in her waiting room chair.
"Besides," Sara said glancing at Stiles, who was being half dragged by Liam, Kira, and Malia. "Someone needs to stay here. Just case of…anything. Might as well, be crazy witch girl." she giggled. Scott sighed. "Okay…just call if you need me to pick you up or…" Scott felt in his pockets. "Do you have any-"
"Pickpocketed you fifteen minutes ago."
"Okay."
Scott scratched his ear. "I'm going to leave." he said walking to the door, still looking at her.
"Bye Scott." Sara waved, boredly.
"I'm walking out the door now."
"You do that."
"I'm closing it."
"See you later."
"It's ajar now."
"Get out, Scott. It's just pitiful now." Sara scolded. "Bye." she said, waving. Scott sighed, mumbling a quiet 'bye' before closing the door.
Sara sighed relaxing her chair, slowly looking up. She was not alone. Theo was still standing there. Hand's in his pockets, awkwardly swaying from side to side. He had been quiet after her mother had congratulated him on his tourniquet. A silent observer. He turned around, catching her looking expectantly at him. Theo glanced around the room. Other than the nurses and doctors working the nightshift that trickled in for files and such. It was complete empty besides them.
Holding her gaze, Theo slowly walked to the chairs, wordlessly sitting down in the one next to her. Sara stared down the hallway, occasionally glancing at the boy next to her. Theo relaxing in his chair, shooting her a grin, when she looked at him.
Sara licked her lips, internally debating whether to ask him what he was doing. On one hand, she would get an answer, on the other hand he might want to have a conversation, something that she wasn't entirely sure she was mentally prepared for.
"You, okay?"
Theo broke the silence. That was good, now it was his responsibility to hold conversation if it arose.
"Yep." Sara said, playing with her hands awkwardly. She and Theo never interacted much as kids, which made sense. She was Scott little sister that followed him and Stiles around like a well-trained puppy. It instantly added an uncool factor, even if both Scott and Stiles didn't ever tell her they minded at the time.
In fact, the only time, they ever really spent time together, was when she was here at the hospital sitting with him. A few weeks before Tara Raeken died. She hadn't seen him since. Until now. Which is what made it strange: why was Theo Raeken so interested in tutoring her? And why did he always seem to be around her?
"What are you thinking about?" Theo asked, turning around facing her. Sara shrugged, tucking a piece of hair behind her ear. "Nothing."
"Come on, I can see the cogs turning."
Sara shifted in her seat, turning around so they were facing each other. "What are you doing here?"
"I told you, came here for a pack." Theo said simply. Sara shook her head. "No, I mean. What are you doing here." she said gesturing to the waiting room. Theo chuckled. "Isn't it obvious?"
"Not to me."
"Returning a favour." Theo said quietly, looking up at the florescent lights. Sara furrowed her eyebrows. "I didn't do anything."
Theo smiled, saying nothing. Sara frowned. "Damn cryptic werewolves." she mumbled under her breath. Theo snorted, stiffening a smile. Sara rolled her eyes, least she knew his hearing was working.
3 HOURS LATER…
"So, gun to your head M&M's or…" Sara drew out, picking up the orange packet. "Reese's Pieces?"
Theo paused, popping a few Nerds into his mouth. "M-no, Reese's Pieces." Theo said finally. "Really? Would never have pegged you for a Reese's guy." Sara chuckling tossing him the packet.
"You?" Theo asked, ripping open the packet. "M&M's all the way." Sara replied. Theo tossing her a pack that was on his side. "See now, I can peg you for an M&M person."
Their silence had lasted exactly 15 minutes and 22 seconds, give or take.
It appeared hospital vending machines, really did bring people together as over the last three hours, between the two of them had eaten about 20 snacks. Mostly chocolate.
The hospital remained as empty as before probably even more as time ticked on. Usually, she would be pacing or worrying about what was taking so long, but surprisingly enough Theo was nice company to have. Conversation was easy and his strangely relaxed form was enough to keep her crossed legged on the floor across from him, talking and eating candy.
Despite the reason for them being there. It felt so natural. It was if they knew each other forever, instead of a few hours. She was uncharacteristically comfortable with him. As if she were talking to Stiles or Liam. Not Theo Raeken. The mysterious werewolf, who most of them didn't trust.
No, she was just chilling with Theo. And it felt nice.
"Can I ask you something?" Theo asked, leaning back stretching his legs.
"Yeah?"
"It's a little weird."
"Are you really a witch? Or was Scott just kidding?" Sara guessed, smirking. Theo shrugged. Sara glancing around before back at him, her eyes starting to glow their vibrant purple. "What do you think?" Theo sat up straighter, leaning forward a bit. "That's…amazing."
Sara blinking twice, making the glow vanish from her eyes. "Don't look too impressed, it took me a few weeks just to get them under control." she said gesturing to her eyes, popping a few M&M's into her mouth.
"How'd it happen anyway?" Theo asked, folding the packet into a square. Sara shrugged. "Your guess is as good as mine."
"I-"
Theo paused, glancing to the doors. Sara could have sworn she saw his ears prick. Her mom pushing them forward. "Sara-Oh," Melissa said glancing at Theo in surprise. "Theo."
"Hi, Miss McCall." Theo greeted, flashing her a smile standing up. Sara rolled her eyes, doing them same, rubbing her wrists. 'Clever evil charmer.'
"Hi. Umm," Melissa said, rubbing her hands behind her neck. "We, we just finished up. And, Lydia's going to be a little sore, but she's going to be fine."
Sara let out a sigh of relief, wrapping her arms around her mother tightly. "Thank you." she mumbled, her mum giving her a squeeze.
"She's gonna be okay." Melissa said, pulling back, rubbing her daughters' shoulder. "I'm gonna get my stuff, and we can…head home." Melissa said, her eyes once again drifting to Theo.
"Kay." Sara said, watching her mum leave. Leaning back, smiling at Theo. "Thank you." she said, rubbing her hands together. "Thanks for staying it means a-" she paused, looking at his face.
"Returning the favour." Sara repeated. "I get it now."
Theo chuckled, stuffing his hands into his pockets. "Thought you never would." he said, glancing back at their pile of wrappers. "Is it weird that, I don't want to go home?"
"No." Sara replied instantly. Looking down in surprise, that was way too fast to be normal. That was embarrassing. "I meant what I said though, you really didn't have to stay." Sara added, in attempt to remedy herself.
Theo shrugged. "I wanted too." he said, tucking his hands into his pockets. They fell into silence.
"We should clean up." Theo said, making a move to the wrappers. "Oh, don't worry about it." Sara said, glancing around quickly, raising a hand at the wrappers.
Gently moving her fingers around, squinting slightly. The wrappers shivered, before bursting into small flames, fizzling out into nothing in a few seconds.
"Woah."
"Yeah, just don't tell my mom."
"Hmm." Melissa said, smiling cheekily at Sara. The grin had been on her face since she watched Theo walk to his truck and wave him goodbye. "What?" Sara asked tiredly.
Her mother didn't smile like that for just any old reason.
"Theo Raeken. That's new."
"Yep." Sara said opening the passenger seat door, her mum getting into the drivers. "He's a werewolf." she added, scratching her ear. "Stiles doesn't trust him. Or like him. Scott's…Scott's being Scott."
"Good to know." Melissa said, starting the car, the engine rumbling to life. "He's nice," she said, glancing at Sara. "Staying with you."
"He is." Sara agreed, leaning her head against the window, a light smile on her face.
"Easy on the eyes too."
"MOM!"
"Chimera?" Sara read, catching a glimpse of Theo's notebook on the table. "What's that?" she asked.
After drinking an entire pot of coffee and eating half a muffin. Sara like the rest of the pack, were back at school. Sara having her first session with her tutor (which she wisely decided against telling Stiles and Scott)
Liam being the only one who knew who her tutor in question was. (He wasn't too happy about it either, his advice to being just failing Bio and picking another elective. She was not pleased with his take on the matter.)
Good thing was everyone else had lessons, leaving only she and Theo with free periods on a Tuesday. (Mason had one too, but he wasn't likely to stay in the library when he could be watching the boys' soccer team practice.)
"Multiple sets of DNA in the same organism and not what you're meant to be doing." Theo said, closing the book. Glancing at the notes she was meant to be reading over before he helped her 'understand' them.
Sara pouted, sinking back into her chair. Theo laughing at her. "Come on, it's just Biology. Would you rather me be tutoring you in Math?"
"I should be tutoring you in Math. Considering that's wrong." Sara replied smartly, leaning back in her seat. Theo instantly turning his attention to the Math's sum he had been doing.
"Wh-"
"There's meant to be a seven there, and a one there and…two more zeros." Sara said, pointing with her pencil in each place. "Oh! And that one's 563." she said pointing to the undone sum below it, leaning back in her chair.
"Wow," Theo said glancing at her in surprise. "Maybe you should be tutoring me in Math."
Sara shrugged. "Lydia was my babysitter, she had me solving for x when I was seven" she said, leaning back, her eyes skimming over her notes. A wicked smile
Her eyes lighting up, flexing her fingers glancing around the library.
"No."
"Bu-
"Nope."
"Buzzkill."
Footsteps, lighter than the Doctors, but still weighted, were approaching. Donovan, remained still, before violently pulling against his restraints, letting out a scream of anger.
"You're lucky they're allowing me to talk to you." Theo said, his voice bouncing off the walls giving him a slight echo. "They don't usually do that. They're not giving me much time either." he added, walking towards him.
"See, these guys, they... They believe in numbers. And their results. They'll weigh the pros and cons and they'll decide pretty quickly." Theo said, opening the file.
"Decide what?" Donovan croaked out.
"Whether or not you die." Theo said, stepping into the light. "By the way, this is your psych evaluation for when you applied to be a sheriff's deputy." he said holding up the file. "Multiphasic Personality Inventory."
Donovan made an agitated movement, mouthing a string of curses.
"You know what that is? It's a test that assesses abnormal behaviour. It's supposed to be able to tell when you're lying or being defensive or if you're a total psycho." Theo continued. "Your results were pretty disappointing, Donovan. You scored high on the Psychopathic Deviate scale."
Donovan made another violent struggled.
"And that..." Theo said, slapping the file on Donovan's chest. "That's bad. I'm not even going to get into your Anger Expression Inventory. Just this one quote here at the end. 'Not suitable for law enforcement.'" he read.
"It sucks, right?" Theo said, throwing the file on the floor. "I mean, you never get to be a cop like your dad. But it doesn't matter because..." Theo said, leaning down, clanking up the operating table.
"You've got something else now. Power. Real power. Strength, speed, heightened senses. So what do you do with power like that? I know what you're thinking." Theo said gently removing the band that held Donovan's head in place.
"Go after Stilinski. Break his legs, cut off his ears...Pull out his teeth?" he laughed, gripping Donovan's mouth, the later shaking his head away from him. "Problem is, though, sooner or later, physical pain, it's...its manageable." he said, letting go of Donovan's mouth.
"See, real pain is emotional pain. That is the kind of pain that lasts. And if you want to cause Stilinski that devastating, soul-crushing emotional pain...You don't go after him." Theo said, bending down to Donovan's ear.
"You go after someone he loves." he whispered.
Donovan looked up at him, new ideas flashing into his mind. A-
The loud buzzing of a phone, cutting off his train of thought. Theo stuffed his hand into his pocket, pulling out his phone. A smirk forming on his face when he saw the ID caller.
"Hey, Sara," Theo said his voice changing to a much lighter tone, putting a finger to his lips, quietly shushing Donovan. "What's up?"
"Okay, I know you said I'm fine, butIamkindaworriedaboutthebiotesttomorrowandIthinkI-" Sara rambled out all in a rush, pacing around her bedroom nervously. "ImeanthisisareallyimportanttestandifIfailthisImightjustfail,thatmeanImightjusthavetorpeatthesemesteroryearor-"
"Sara, Sara, just breathe. You're gonna be fine." Theo said, walking a few paces away from Donovan. "Want me to come over?"
Sara paused, glancing around her room, which was filled with papers, markers, pillows and really everything thrown in strange haphazard places. "Er, no. I think I'm okay." she said, a loud noise (sort of like a mixture of a clatter and a yell) ringing in her ears. "What was that?"
"Oh, nothing." Theo said, glaring at Donovan. His hand pushing against Donovan's forehead, the band now stuffed into his mouth. "My dad dropped something."
"Oh." Sara said flatly, unable to shake the odd feeling that he was lying to her. "Okay, um…I'll see you tomorrow?"
"Yeah." Theo said, his eyes still lingering on Donovan. "See you tomorrow."
"Can you put your phone away for five minutes? Scott can howl if he needs you." Mason said lightly. Liam tucking his phone into his pocket. "I just feel like I should be doing something."
"Yeah." Sara mumbled. "Studying."
"Hey, you already studied your ass off. Besides the keys to acing a test is to study and to relax." Mason said gently. Sara sighed, running her fingers though her hair.
Damn Mason and his puppy dog eyes. That's what dragged her out of her warm comfy pyjamas and messy hair into clothes and him brushing her hair, since hers was 'like a bush, puked up a bird's nest.'
"And you," Mason said gesturing to Liam. "You're my wingman tonight. And considering the state of my dating life, I need a wingman, co-pilot and a really hot flight attendant."
"Dibs co-pilot." Sara said instantly. Liam made a face. "I'm definitely not your hot flight attendant."
"Okay, yeah, choices are limited, but at least here, you can get drunk." Mason said. Sara groaned. "A bigger reason for me not being here."
"Come on, Sar. I need my badass co-pilot to…man-over me out of the…cold depths of murky hollowed out-"
"Besides what Mason is trying to say, you need to relax. You've been…tired and busy. You need to…let loose."
"Did you just say 'let loose'?" Sara snorted, glancing at Liam. "You know what I mean." Liam said, Sara grinning. "Yeah…Okay, okay. I got it. Chill." Sara said, folding her arms staring at the door.
"Doesn't look chill."
"Shut up, Liam."
Sara standing next to Mason, pulling her jacket, happy she remembered it. The door opened, with (surprisingly) Hayden being the one who opened it. Smiling at Mason and Sara, before catching site of Liam in the back. Her smile vanished.
"I said I'd let you in. Not him." Hayden said instantly, glaring at Mason. "You said I could have a plus ones." Mason countered.
"I didn't say plus Liam."
"I'm his flight attendant." Liam interjected. "What?" Sara and Hayden said, Sara with a laugh, Hayden with confusion.
"Wingman. Forget it. I don't have to go in." Liam said hurriedly.
"No, you're coming." Mason said grabbing hold of Liam's shoulder, pulling him back to them. "Okay. How about me, Sara, and him...Plus 50?" Mason offered, holding out the money.
"And I'll try to keep Liam out of your way? How's that sound?" Sara added. Hayden sighed, snatching the money from Mason, pushing the door open. "Welcome to Sinema."
It was typical club behaviour, bar, people in weird glass cages, flashing lights, besides the cinema themed style and the movies that played silently on the walls.
The music was loud, the bodies around them were moving and swaying and the smells of food, sweat, tears, various perfumes and alcohol rolled off this place in wharfs. In short, a very un-Sara like place.
"We don't look old enough to be here." Liam pointed out, looking just as uncomfortable as Sara.
"Neither does he." Mason said pointing to Brett, who was currently dancing very closely with girl. Sara rolled her eyes.
"So, is this club mixed?" Liam asked, watching as Brett changed course, now dancing with a shirtless guy. Sara smirked. "Definitely."
"Ish."
"Letting loose yet?" Sara teased, from behind him. Liam turned around, glancing at her chuckling slightly.
Mason had half dragged her across the club, but it seemed that the anxiety of the situation had begun to slowly wear off. She looked a more relaxed than before, her shoulders less tense, her posture relaxed with a carefree smile on her face.
She looked happy. It was an emotion that was seldom these days.
Sara was one of those people that were just cute. Not just in the sense of looks, but in the air that she brought. Sara had always carried a light air of innocence with her something that was useful when they were younger, but annoying to him now.
It was hard to figure out what she was thinking in her tortured mind with her dreams that woke her screaming in the night.
"Liam?" Sara asked, bouncing on her feet. "Letting loose yet?" she repeated. Liam shrugged, smiling at the site of Mason and Brett talking.
"They're so cute!" Sara gushed from next to him. "Yeah," Liam agreed, glancing between her and Mason. "Wanna dance?" he suggested awkwardly.
Sara laughed. "Liam, you and I both know we can't dance to save lives."
Liam laughed, taking her hand. "Well, we can just freak everyone out with our crazy killer moves."
"Deal."
Sara laughed, watching Liam do some strange dance that looked like the Running man, sprinkler and some strange criss-cross wiggle with his legs.
Liam laughed too grabbing her in a hug from behind. Sara leaned into his shoulder-
A cold feeling suddenly entered her, something was wrong. Liam stiffened, wrinkling his noise, glancing around the room. "Did you feel that?" Sara mumbled into his ear. Liam nodded, looking around the room, spotting Brett and Mason.
"Come on," he said taking her hand. Sara giving the room another look over, a boy meeting her eyes, before vanishing into the crowd.
"No, I didn't catch anything." Brett insisted, folding his arms, scanning the room. "No one else in here's like us?" Liam persisted.
"I don't know, dude. Maybe. It's Beacon Hills. What's the difference?" Brett whined. "It felt…off." Sara said, the feeling of something bad happening screaming in her gut. It felt like Tracy. The same wrong uncomfortable feeling in the pit of her stomach. It was wrong.
"It felt different." Liam added.
"What do you mean?" Brett asked, glancing between the two of them. Sara shrugged, running her fingers though her hair. "I can't explain it, but…it felt…bad."
"It felt off." Liam continued. "It felt wrong."
"So, you go left, I go right?" Sara suggested. Liam nodded. "Anything happens."
"Yell, I got it. Be careful." Sara said, turning around walking in her direction. Squeezing though the mixture of dancing bodies, Sara looked around the room. Happy it was dark, her powers would be completely unrecognisable here.
Lifting her hand, slowly moving it across the mass of people, when a hand tapped on her shoulder. Sara whipped around, her energy already starting up a blast.
"Woah! Easy Buffy." Brett joked, smirking at her. "What you doing? Weren't you with Mason?" Sara blurted out, shaking her hand out, the energy disbursing.
"He went off with Lucas." Brett said, taking her hand twirling her back to the centre of the club. "Besides, I didn't get anytime with my favourite witch."
"I'm the only witch you know," Sara replied smoothly, swaying with him. Brett twirling her into him, then back out. It was nice, Brett made her feel normal. As normal she could get-
"Wait, you said he's with Lucas? Who's Lucas? What's he look like? Where is he?"
Lucas leaned in kissing Mason. Mason slowly about to raise a hand to touch his cheek, when a bright purple light, threw Lucas into a wall. Sara and Brett standing protectively in front of him. Brett shifting.
"Sara! Wh-?"
"He's a giant bug that was in the other hole. Move!" Sara shouted, pushing him out of the way. Brett crouching on his knees, Lucas doing the same, his eyes turning pitch black. "Get everyone out." Brett growled, baring his teeth at Lucas.
Sara nodded, running out the room, Brett launching himself at Lucas.
Sara running to the fire alarm pulling it. "Liam!" she shouted, bumping right into Scott and Kira. "That way." she pointed.
Bursting though the beads, Sara took in the scene, Brett and Liam hurt with the deep scratches, Scott kicking it and Kira drawing her sword. Scott hit the floor.
"Want any help?!" Sara offered, tied between help them and help Liam and Brett heal.
"I got it." Kira said, running at Lucas swiping her sword at him. Sara ran to Liam, waving her hands over his wound, trying to speed it up.
Lucas swiped at Kira, narrowly missing her, his other hand going for her head. With one hand, Sara threw him into the beads.
Kira giving a smile of thanks, before counting her battle with him. Sara and Liam jumped up. Liam grabbing Lucas throwing him onto the ground. Sara giving him a sharp kick in the face, knocking him out.
Kira suddenly lit up, her kitsune self-illuminating her. Swiping her sword, yelling in Japanese, the katana edging towards Lucas. Sara reacted first, blasting Kira back across the room, into a few stray boxes.
"Sara!" Scott shouted, glancing at Kira worriedly. "What!" Sara shouted back, helping Liam up. Kira slowly got up, rubbing her head, staring at Scott.
"Is everyone okay?" Scott asked, glancing at everyone. "We need to get him out of here. Liam, give me a hand." Scott mumbled, about to picking him up.
When a thin needle-like pole struck Lucas though the heart. Blood splattering everywhere. The needle withdrew, going back into a strange metal box thing, but Sara wasn't focused on that.
She was too busy staring at the three things that stood behind it. With helmets of metal covering their faces, dressed up in heavy armour, looking like they came out of some steampunk horror novel.
The guys in masks.
"Why did you do that?" Scott asked, looking up at them.
"His condition was terminal."
Their voices were echoing, robotic, they didn't sound human, nothing about them human. They were wrong, Evil pouring out of them like sludge. It made her sick.
"What does that mean? What does that mean?" Scott cried, the masked men moving. They bodies creaking like a broken toy.
"Failure."
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