"That's not creepy at all." Stiles says, giving me the flashlight. We were in front of the house of that little boy.
The door was creaking and there we spider webs everywhere. "Gross." I whisper, and Stiles takes my hand, squeezing it. We look to our left, seeing a dusty table with three plates on it. Three.
"You wanna split up?" Scott asks and I scoff. "Absolutely not." I say and Scott nods, flashing the light at the stairs. While going up, the floorboard creeks creepily crazy, but we made it.
We take a left up the stairs, seeing a very clean room compared to the gross first floor. "Maybe Alex got the address wrong." Scott suggest, as it is in fact very abandoned. "Or he lied." Stiles puts it out there.
"No." I say and they both look at me. "It's here." I don't have claws or fangs, but a very strong sense of intuition.
We are near the ending of the hallway, seeing a closed door. Stiles slowly opens it, to reveal a child's bedroom. Alex' bedroom. "He didn't lie." Stiles says, taking back his earlier words as we enter the bedroom.
"Why didn't the cops say anything about this?" Scott asks and I look at the tinted walls. His parents are gone and their entire life too. Now, the boy is still here and his room is still intact. That's supernatural.
"They don't know." I say and Stiles nods. "They can't come in without a warrant and there's no owner of record to serve a warrant to." He explains and I sigh.
"Unless there's some kind of threat or imminent danger, they wouldn't come in." I finish and Stiles smiles at me. "You do listen to me." He says and I stick my tongue out. "Only if you have something useful to say." I chuckle, but it soon fades when Scott's expression changes.
"What?" Stiles asks and I frown. "I think I heard something." Scott says, walking away. Just when I want to walk away, something in the corner of my eye stops me. "Stiles." I say, pointing at a wall of pictures.
"What..?" He whispers to himself and I nod. How?" I ask, looking at a #1 dad photo, but only seeing Alex. "I'm going to tell Scott. I say, walking away. "You coming?" I ask and Stiles nods. "Yeah, I'll be there in a sec.
I nod, walking down seeing "Liam? Mason?" I ask and Liam and Mason look up, holding a compass in their hands. "What's going on?" I ask and Mason shows me the compass. "Why is it doing that?" I ask, and just that moment, the compass' glass broke. Flinching, I look at Scott.
Suddenly I hear a thump upstairs. "Stiles." I panic, running upstairs. I see Stiles getting up from the ground and I run to him, giving him a hug. "He was here. He shot at me." He says and I look at him. He turns around and I frown. "It was one of the guys you saw in Alex's memory." Stiles says and I turn around, where could he have went?
"The who took his parents?" Mason asks and Stiles shakes his head rapidly. "No, no, no, they weren't just taken, they were... they were made to disappear." He says and I nod. "That's why there's no furniture, that's why they weren't in any of the photos..." I trail off and look around. "They were erased." I say and Stiles quickly opens the door of Alex' bedroom.
It was empty.
. . .
"I keep thinking it's familair, like I've heard it before." Stiles says to me as we are walking to Roscoe.
"Look, you don't have to figure it out right this second, Stiles." I say and he sighs. "Lynn, this kids got no one. There's gotta be an explanation." He opens a page of a story and I frown. "Give this man a ride, sweet family will die. Killer on the road." I whisper and Stiles frowns. "Riders on the storm?" He asks and I look up.
"Riders on the storm. That's it Stiles." I say and Stiles frowns. "What's it?" He asks and I scoff. "The ghost Riders, the wild hunt. They come by storm, riding horses and they take people." I say and Stiles smiles.
"Lynn, you're so smart I could kiss you right now!" I grin. "Kiss me tonight." I say and smile, seeing Stiles run away. "Stiles wait!" I say and run after him. Suddenly I stop, looking at him. "Alex..." I whisper
Everything about him got erased just this moment. That probably means he's next. "Stiles hold up!" I yell, but I couldn't see where.
I see Liam, Mason and Hayden. "Guys what's wrong?" I ask and they sigh. "We found a body, police is coming right now." He says and I gulp. "What?" I ask and take a deep breathe. "Wow."
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