Everything seemed different now. It seemed like the teenagers weren't done with the supernatural just yet and it slowly started affecting them but even in those dark moments, they could still find some light in each others. They still had each other...
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The werewolf was lying on his bed in the dark room. Silence filling the place but that was soon interrupted by a phone buzzing. Scott's eyes shot open at the sound. Turning his head towards his night stand, he reached out for his phone reading Stiles name on it before finally answering.
" Hey, man, what's up?" Scott said confused on why he was calling him this late.
There was a big silence at the other side of the phone making Scott furrow his eyebrows confused. " Stiles?" He called out his name sitting up.
The sound of heavy breaths were heard. The phone kept cutting out making it hard for Scott to understand .
" Stiles? You there?" He asked.
" Scott?" Stiles whispered.
Scott's eyes widened at the sound of his panicked voice. He immediately removed the covers from his body starting to get worried.
" Are you okay? Can you hear me?" Scott asked.
" Scott, I don't..I don't know where I am. I don't know how I got here.I think I was sleepwalking." From Stiles voice, Scott could tell that he was crying.
" Uh, okay. Can you see anything?" Scott asked not sure what to do.
" It's dark. It's hard to see. I think there's something wrong with my-" Stiles started saying before his voice cut out.
Glancing at his phone, Scott saw the call being disconnected. Standing up, Scott quickly called his again having this sudden feeling of worry for his friend.
Pacing around the room, Scott breath began getting heavy as he waited for the boy to pick up.
" Hey.-"
" Stiles?"
" This is Stiles and you missed me. Leave a message-" His voice mail said making Scott even more worried.
" Come on.." Scott said under his breath as he tried calling him again.
Getting into his voice mail again, Scott let out a breath, scratching his head nervously before calling him again.
Seeing him pick up, Scott immediately placed his phone to his ear calling out his name.
" Scott, i don't think I can get out of here. I can't move." Stiles voice trembled as he talked.
" Where are you?" Scott said his voice filled with concern.
" I don't know. I don't know, it's too dark. I can't see much and something's wrong with my leg. It's stuck on something. And it's..I think it's bleeding." Stiles said crying out for help.
" How bad?" Scott asked. " How bad is it?"
Seeing Stiles not answering, Scott began to panic. " Stiles, are you there? Can you hear me?"
