{latin ^ Not Like This} Friday February 18th, 2011 {Day 41}
{Word Count: 4530}
Back in The Woods...
Scott's breath escapes him in gasps as he sprints, pushing his body to its limits and beyond. With every stride, he propels himself forward with a speed that surpasses human capabilities. And then, as if defying the laws of physics, his body undergoes a remarkable transformation. He arches downward, his form shifting into a sleek and agile lope. His movements become a blur as he taps into the true potential of his werewolf nature, racing through the landscape at an astonishing velocity. The world around him blurs, his senses heightened, as he effortlessly traverses the distance before him, propelled by an incredible swiftness that goes beyond the realm of mere mortals.
Meanwhile in The Beacon Hills Hospital-ICU...
A sense of unease permeates the waiting area outside the Intensive Care Unit as worried teens, dressed in their formal attire, gather together. Whispers fill the air, their conversations abruptly silenced as they notice someone slowly approaching. Heads turn, gazes fixating on the figure that emerges from the crowd—Allison.
As Allison makes her way through the gathering, the murmurs transform into hushed whispers, the atmosphere heavy with concern. People attempt to speak to her, but their words fall on deaf ears. All she can hear is the sound of her own breathing, the steady rhythm providing a backdrop to her racing thoughts. With determination etched upon her face, she pushes through the crowd, drawn to the windows of the ICU.
Peering inside, Allison's heart sinks at the sight before her. Lydia lies motionless in the hospital bed, bandages stained with blood. A wave of emotions washes over her as she reaches out, placing her hand against the cold glass. At that moment, as her fingertips make contact, sound rushes back to her. The bustling noise of the hospital surrounds her, a reminder of the life and chaos within.
A voice breaks through the cacophony from behind her, a hospital staff member reminding her that she cannot remain in this area. Allison nods, acknowledging the words, and takes a step back, turning away reluctantly. She retreats from the window, her mind filled with worry and uncertainty, searching for solace in this time of turmoil.
Now back in Kate's SUV-Outside...
Settling into the passenger seat, Allison closes the door with a heavy sigh. Kate leans in, studying the expression of shock etched across Allison's face.
"Are you starting to understand now? It's their nature. They can't help it," Kate hisses, her voice filled with a mix of frustration and contempt.
"All of them?" Allison breathes, her voice filled with uncertainty.
"Yes, Allison. Even Scott," Kate sneers, her tone laced with disdain and a touch of superiority.
Allison's mind races, grappling with this newfound knowledge and the implications it carries. The revelation shakes the foundation of her understanding, leaving her torn between the love she has for Scott and the truth she now confronts. She gazes out of the car window, lost in her thoughts, wrestling with the complexities of her emotions and the choices that lie ahead.
Meanwhile in The Random Parkinglot-Garage...
