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1st OC x JORDAN PARRISH
2nd OC x ELI HALE
After being involved with the supernatural world her whole life, nothing ever really surprises Iris Knight, at least not supernatural wise. After all, her family c...
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- CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT - ⚡Ghosted⚡
Lydia reached back to the backseat where Scott laid asleep next to Malia and tapped his arm, making him slowly wake up. "Where are we?" Scott asked as he glanced around, "According to the GPS, this is it." Iris said from the driver's seat.
They all got out of the car and glanced around. Not a single person in sight, cars rusted over, buildings covered in mold and dust while their walls were cracked, windows broken, plants either dead or overgrown. "This is it. Canaan's a ghost town." Lydia sighed.
A little while later they were walking down a neighborhood. Just like downtown, everything was cracked, rusted, broken, overgrown, dead and dirty. "I don't hear a single heartbeat." Scott said and Malia nodded, "I'm not catching any scents." She said, making Iris frown slightly as she glanced around.
"Why the hell would Stiles send us here?" Iris said and then all of the sudden one of the lampposts that was still standing flickered, making them stop. They glanced at each other before walking again.
Soon enough they walked up to the big Canaan sign that Lydia said she saw in her premonition. Except now it was torn and so dirty that you could barely read it. "This is the place I saw in the mirror." Lydia said and they started looking at some of the stuff that was still on a table, "That's not creepy at all." Iris mumbled.
A metal creaking sound made them look over to see that carousel. They glanced at each other before walking over to it. It was rusted and covered in leaves and vines, but yet the lights were still on and the black horse still looked like it was covered in blood. Scott went to step into the carousel but all of the sudden it came to life and spinning and playing music.
After a little while they had separated and Iris walked down the street until something caught her eye. Or someone. Down the street stood a young girl with their back towards Iris. Iris furrowed her brows as the girl walked into one of the houses making Iris glance around before quickly following.
