MANEATER- TEEN WOLF (2)

THE WRONG DIRECTION

RIDDLED

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c h a p t e r t w e n t y - f i v e

"Help me."

"I need you to find me."

"Please, find me."

That's all Carson heard before she woke up sweating bullets. She saw Stiles in a basement and trying to use his phone.

"Mom!" she yells, pulling on a hoodie.

"Mom, get up!" she bangs on the woman's door when she opens it, looking thoroughly annoyed.

"Carson, it is midnight! I have to drive all the way-"

"It's Stiles. He's in danger, mom I need your keys!" she looks frantically over the woman's dresser.

"Go where? Do you have any idea where he is?"

"Where are your keys? Keys, come on. Where are the damn keys?" she starts panicking, hyperventilating a bit.

"Hey, slow down. They're right here. I'll go to the sheriff's department, and you go to Stiles' house, okay? Tell me the details."

"Where's the car?"

"Oh I completely forgot, I took it to get a new paint job, I'm sorry. We're gonna have to take your brother's."

"Alright, you drive."

"I can't, I've been drinking."

"But-"

"Do you want to find Stiles or not?"

"Give me the keys," she unlocks the car, tears filling her eyes as she gets in the driver's seat.

"Okay, you can do this Carson. Stiles needs you, you have to find him," she whispers to herself.

Closing her eyes with a deep breath, she starts the engine and backs out of the driveway.

"129 Woodbine Lane," she repeats to herself as Gina looks on in concern.

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Once they get to Stiles' house, Gina sits on the couch while Carson goes up to meet with her friends.

"Scott!"

"How did you two know? Did he call you?" he points to Lydia and Carson.

"It was one of those dreams. He sounded so scared, Scott," she looks down at her hands.

"I heard it," Lydia answers.

"Don't ask. It gets more confusing when you ask," Aiden comments.

"Not as confusing as this," Lydia turns to point to the loads of red string connected to a pair of scissors stabbing the bed.

"Red for what he hasn't figured out," Carson mumbles.