(outfit for chapter above) ━━━━━ ˚ . ✦ chapter forty four protect the undead
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THREE MONTHS AGO...
"THIS IS OFFICER Connelly, there's been reports of a young girl wandering Miller road covered in dirt and leaves. Can the nearest car check it out?"
"This is Officer Parrish, I'm on it." Jordan chimed through the radio. He clicked it back on its holder, turning his car back on. He had pulled over, something he did often to just think.
Driving slowly, he spotted the silhouette of a young girl in tattered clothes, cradling herself. "What the hell?..." He muttered to himself, pulling over. He put the car in park and unbuckled his seatbelt. Turning all the way around, he reached in the back and grabbed the folded blanket.
He opened the car, stepping out with the blanket in hands. "Mam? My names Jordan Parrish." He approached her carefully.
"I'm an Officer. Beacon Hills Police Department. Are you hurt?" He questioned.
She weeped, hard. "Where am I?" she asked.
"You're in Beacon Hills, California, Mam. What's your name? You got any family we can call?" Jordan questioned, approaching her closer.
It was like that made her truly think. "I don't know."
PRESENT TIME EICHEN HOUSE.
A NEW DAY had sprouted. He had been there for about two hours and had already made a friend. At least he wasn't as alone as he felt. Him and his friend, Oliver, awoke and started the day by browsing the filled halls of Eichen House.
"Most of the people here are okay. The violent ones are in the closed unit," Oliver was giving Stiles the rundown. He pointed to a woman they were passing, "That's Hillary. She has O.C.D."
"That's Gary. He thinks he's Jesus Christ." He pointed out another. "Dan. Also Jesus. That's Mary."
"Mary Magdalene?" Stiles quipped.
"No... She also thinks she's Jesus. You'd be surprised at how many Jesus' we get." Oliver chuckled.
"Not really." Stiles remarked.
THREE MONTHS PRIOR...
"SOMEBODY'S SLEEPING IN my bed! My bed, my bed." Calliope sung out loud to the beat of 'In My Bed' by Dru Hill.
"This is the third Dru Hill song you've sung in five minutes. Can you please be quiet?!" Isaac shouted, clearly annoyed. "I told Eden we should've left yesterday but no! she just had to stay longer." Isaac groaned.
