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𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 | 𝑅𝑒𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡
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𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐋𝐎𝐖, 𝐒𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐓. 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐖𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐅'𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍. The three crowded around a table as Stiles' phone laid flat on the table as the three were on speaker phone with Allison and Sam. Lydia had deciphered the bestiary and Allison had immediately called to tell them what she and Sam had discovered.
"𝑰𝒇 𝑱𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒔𝒐𝒏 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒉𝒆'𝒔 𝒅𝒐𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒏 𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒂𝒃𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔𝒏'𝒕 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒔𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒆'𝒔 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒓𝒐𝒍𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒊𝒎." Allison said, as Scott paced around the room while Harlow was sitting in a chair, and Stiles was standing, leaning against the table.
"Or he doesn't remember..." Scott said, making Harlow think back to the same thing that happened to Lydia.
"But maybe it's a similar thing that happened to Lydia when she ran away that night at the hospital?" Harlow asked, making the two boys nod at her.
"𝑨 𝒇𝒖𝒈𝒖𝒆 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒕𝒆?" Sam asked, over the phone. Scott looked up at Harlow and Stiles.
"He'd have to forget everything. The murder..." Scott said, making Harlow and Stiles glance at each other.