𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒 ✧ 𝐒. 𝐌𝐜𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐥 [𝟏] - [𝙍𝙚𝙬𝙧𝙞𝙩𝙞𝙣𝙜]

𝐱𝐢𝐢. this can only end in blood

𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐄𝐋𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐍 | 𝐁𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄𝐍 𝐃𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐌𝐒

･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.

𝐈𝐓 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐀 𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐊 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐌𝐘 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐒, 𝐀𝐒 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐎𝐍𝐄 𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐎𝐂𝐊, 𝐌𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐍 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃. The young teens, Peter, Derek and Deaton could be seen standing towards the back at the dock as Melissa, Stilinski and Argent walked towards them, wearing black outfits with umbrellas covering them from the rain. Harlow walked forward, towards the water, wearing a black dress as water overtaken her form, completely soaking her. She looks down at her hands holding an urn, with Sam's name engraved onto it. Closing her eyes, Harlow lets out tears as they fade away with the rain. Harlow walks closer to the edge of the water before placing a kiss on the urn. Harlow quickly takes off the cap before kneeling on the edge of the dock pouring the ashes of Sam Wyatt onto a raft that Derek and Peter built. It was coated with white roses and a red cloth. Harlow had placed some of the items that were valuable to her that she had received from Sam during their relationship onto the raft, before covering it with the red cloth. Harlow stands up, as Scott and Stiles walked towards the raft, using their strength to push the raft towards the open water. Harlow watches the raft just drift into the open water as more tears fell down her swollen cheeks.

"𝐈𝐍𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐈𝐀." Harlow said. Immediately the raft emerges into flames. They all watch sadly as they watch the raft be engulfed in flames, sparks being seen rising into the sky. Harlow cries before falling onto her knees. The pain was unbearable, as the others look at her with sad broken faces as they watch the girl mourn. Lydia wipes her tears as she walks toward Harlow wrapping her arms around her, comforting her as Harlow is taking the loss harder than anyone.

･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ.

Harlow laid against her window, no emotion on her face, as she felt so completely numb, due to the amount of hours she spent crying. It had been a few days since she last saw Myruna and the death of Sam. Harlow looked down at her hands, holding a picture frame with a picture of her and Sam. She moves her fingers across Sam's face in the picture before hearing a knock at her door.

"Come in." Harlow said, placing the picture of her and Sam down, watching as Scott opened her door and walked into the room.
Scott moves to sit next to Harlow by the window.

"How are you feeling?" Scott asked.

"I'm feeling better, I know Sam would want me to move on and find a way to defeat Myruna." Harlow said.