twenty seven

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                       •••Entering the basement, I examine my surrounding to see multiple filling cabinets, a mound of paper and a aimless couch; posited in the middle of the room

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                       •••
Entering the basement, I examine my surrounding to see multiple filling cabinets, a mound of paper and a aimless couch; posited in the middle of the room.

"Do you know what you're looking for?" I ask Stiles who seems to be focused on the wall.

Taking a closer look, I realize the mark the Oni left on me and the pack had been delicately carved into it. "Something to do with that." he points at it.

"What does it mean?"

"Self." I answer Malias question and turn to see a puzzled expression on her face.

"Maybe you two should tell me more." Stiles sighs

"You might not like me if you know any more." the three of us sit on the couch.

"Try to remember that I'm a werecoyote who murdered her own family. – i promise i won't judge." a warm smile appears on her face and I nudge Stiles to continue.

"A evil fox spirit called the Nogitsune is trying to possess me and if I fall asleep it will probably succeed" Malia furrows her eyebrows.

"That's what those pills were for" Stiles nods

"Hey Maybe these will provide some kind of information" i motion towards the papers.

"Good idea Nelly" he smiles

The three of us begin to search through the sea of papers; covering the floor like a blanket.

"This place definitely used to be a lot more fun." Stiles pauses as he picks up some of the miscellaneous documents " Electroshock, ice baths. Trepanation?"

"That's what Oliver was talking about." Malia mumbles.

"Trepanation is when they drill into your head." I state.

"No wonder they don't want anyone down here."

"There's nothing here. Nell Could you do me a favor?"

"Sure" I stop reading a file I found in the pile and give Stiles my full attention.

"Could you just check to see if the mark that was on my back is still there please?" I nod and lift up the back of Stiles's shirt.

"they're fading." My voice trembles as I ran my hand across the remaining lines.

he turns to face me"Nell it's going to be alright"

"Are you sure Stiles? because at the moment it doesn't seem that way" unsure of what to do, I gazed into his eyes and wait for a response.

Stumbling out of my trance-like state, I turn to see the source of what startled me was Malia kicking the wall that had the carving on.

"What are you doing?" Stiles and I join her at the wall; which now had a opening in.

"It was hollow" she pulls away the broken wood– revealing a clothed corpse, wrapped in bandages.

I cover my nose as the smell was horrific. "what is it?"

"This is him– The Nogitsune" Malia pulls out a Polaroid from the corpses jacket pocket.

"Recognize them?" I nod.

"One of them. Kira's mom"

"I have to get this to Scott.–" Stiles is cut off by a buzzing sound, I look up to see a brown-haired male holding a tazer.

"You took Brunski's keys. I took his stun gun." The boy use the weapon on Malia and I witness her fall to the ground.

"I also got his Haldol." He injects a small amount of the substance into her arm.

"Your turn" Stiles stands in front of me.

"Oliver! Leave Nell–" hes cut off as the boy electrocutes him.

Watching my best friend plummet to the ground brought rage upon me. I opened my mouth and was about to scream, but stopped when I felt the Haldol syringe perice my skin– taking me into a deep sleep.

*

My eyes shot open as I process my thoughts and surroundings. Glancing around, I realize I'd been tightly restrained one of those metal operating beds – Stiles was also on one of these and Malia tied to a post on the floor.

"Like I was saying, Stiles, I heard they used to do trepanation here." The same boy from before moved towards Stiles; operating a drill-like weapon.

"Oliver... What are you doing?"  

"I'm going to let the evil spirits out." He briefly stops whilst coughing violently. "borrowed a few pointers from the five point restraint. "

"Oliver, stop this. Oliver, listen to me. – Stop! Oliver! Stop!–" Stiles is cut off by a disembodied voice.

"Start with her." Oliver lets out another dreadful cough and spat out blood. He disregards it and progresses towards me.

"You did this. You got into his head." Stiles yells.

A sever wave of anxiety hits me when I start to hear a scream that sounded too familiar to not apprehend– It was Stiles's.

"Every Dracula needs a Renfield." The voice echoes around the room, drowning out the intense scream.

"Just let them go." Stiles's speech became brittle as he broke down in tears. 

"Let me in." he pauses "Stiles. Do you want her to leave here alive?– Do you want us to leave? We can walk out of this place."

"Just leave her alone please." He sobbed, Oliver turned the drill on and reaches towards  to my head. I squeeze my eyes shut, pondering what to do.

"Let me in." the voice sounds more think and strengthed.

"Let me in, Stiles! Let me in!– Let me in and I'll let her live. Let me in!–" All of a sudden the room became soundless, I contemplate the possible outcomes of the situation, But halt as something hits the floor.

"Oliver." The drill stops and my eyes hastily open– revealing Oliver on conscious.

"Stiles?" A quite gasp left my mouth when I saw who it was– Void.

I wasn't stupid enough to miss the pale skin, the messy under-eye and the darker eyeds; all signs pointing to the possession of the Nogitsune. A smile crept upon his lips as he turned to face me.

"We meet again" I gulp and try to surpress the fear that rushed through my body.

"I guess we do"

"I know you're terrified of me Nell– I can smell your fear" Void Stiles breaks my restraints and I furrow my eyebrows at him.

"Why'd you do that?" he helps me off the bed, without saying a word.

I decide to take chance and prepare myself to scream. Void notices and places his hand over my mouth, pushing me against the wall and removing it.

"Mmm-mmm I don't think so" he purses his lips and comes close to my face– I Intentionally head butt him.

Void Stiles instantly moves and what burst from his lips was a cackle, he clearly thought our predicament was amusing.

"My turn" wiping the blood from his nose, Void wraps his hands around my neck; making me whimper in fear.

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