"Ouch I have lost myself again
Lost myself and I am nowhere to be found
Yeah I think that I might break
Lost myself again and I feel unsafe"
~Breathe me
{3rd person}
Morrell had just told Stiles to stay awake. Was that even possible? He didn't know how long he. was going to be able to hold out until.. it took over again.
If stiles only had so many hours left of control, I needed to pursue the only task on his plate. Getting into that basement.
He walked down the dark and empty hallway, approaching the door he had seen before.
He jiggled the handle. No luck. It was locked.
Stiles let out a sigh of frustration as his hand slapped the cold wood blocking him from access to the basement.
"What are you doing?"
Feeling his heart almost jump right out of his chest, Stiles quickly turned to see Oliver, looking at him with a concerned expression.
Stiles let out a gasp of relief, however, still wore a look of shock as he tried to find an explanation to Oliver's question.
"I need to get through here." He explained. "To the basement"
"Doctors don't even have a key to this door." Oliver told him. "Only Brunski."
Stiles furrowed his brows. "Is that the head orderly?"
"He's got keys to everything in here." Oliver answered.
"Does he keep them on him all the time?"
"If you want them.. you probably have to figure out a way to.. trick him." Oliver suggested
Stiles thought for a moment. "We'll part of me is getting very good at playing tricks."
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{Y/N}
Scott, Ethan, Aiden and I waited outside Allison's apartment door for her to let us in. She opened the door finally and got to the point.
"My father said all the Katashi evidence is being moved to a federal lock up by armored car tonight. Probably within the next two hours."
We saw Lydia standing at the end of the hallway. We walked over to join her.
"We're going to rob an armored car?!" Aiden asked in disbelief.
"Well." Lydia sighed.
"We're gonna try."
I sighed and crossed my arms. "We're gonna have to do more than try if we want to save Stiles."
<•>
Scott looked down and sighed. "This is a really bad plan."
Lydia grew a worried expression. "It's not that bad."
"It's not that good" I said, looking over her shoulder at the plans Lydia drew on argents desk.
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