Dark Side of the World // S.S. [Book Two]

Chapter 26

Scott, Kira, Stiles, and I exit the elevator. We immediately connect with Sheriff Stilinski. Numerous bodies being rolled out onto stretchers catches my eye. "Who found them?" Stiles asks.

Sheriff meets his son's eyes. "Argent. And he said the Doctors were down there. He also said you guys might know what this thing is."

"We've got a theory." Scott says.

"It's a slightly terrifying theory." Stiles adds.

Sheriff nods. "Well, the ME said that victims were killed somewhere else and then dumped in those tunnels."

Scott thinks for a moment. "Hey, what if the Dread Doctors are hiding the bodies?"

"Why would they do that?" Kira asks with a frown.

Stiles shrugs. "Maybe they're covering for it. Protecting it like a parent would."

"Protecting what?" Sheriff asks.

"A werewolf." I guess.

Kira gives me a little nod. "It's called the Beast."

Sheriff stares at each of us with a slightly terrified expression. "We know." Stiles says. "Horrifying."

"We better figure out what we're gonna call Parrish. Because it looks like his dream is coming true." Sheriff tells us.

Stiles and I head to Eichen House to visit Lydia. She's lying on her bed in a catatonic state. Stiles holds a bunch of papers and says, "Your teachers, uh, gave us some of the stuff you guys have been working on. They wanted us to hold onto it for you. I saw something about the, uh, Riemann Hypothesis. Um, things like, nontrivial zeros, zeta functions, and a lot of other stuff that goes totally over our heads."

I take Stiles' hand, kneeling by Lydia. "Maybe you can wake up and explain it to us? Oh, come on, Lyds. You have to come back to us. There's no way we're getting through this without you. Lyds, we need you to wake up."

"I think that's enough." Ms. Martin says. "Stiles. Megara."

Stiles notices something on the side of Lydia's head. "Wait a second, what is this? What are they doing?"

"Alright, you need to go." Ms. Martin demands.

"Her head is shaved. Look! Did you know about this?!" I ask angrily, suddenly wanting to prevent whatever is happening here.

Stiles narrows his eyes. "What are they gonna do? Drill a hole into her head?"

Ms. Martin scoffs. "Are you crazy? It's for E-C-T. Electroconvulsive therapy. They shave small portions of the scalp. It's done under general anesthesia and it's perfectly safe. Look at her Stiles, Megara. She's my daughter. You don't think I'm trying everything I can to bring her out of this?"

"No, no, no, that's not for E-C-T."

A nurse comes in and asks, "Is everything alright in here?"

Ms. Martin nods. "It's fine. Our guests were just leaving. Stiles, Megara, go. Or you're not coming back."

I make way for the door and stop. "I'll be back. I will get her out of here. Can't you see what they're doing to her?! This isn't right! This is supposed to be a medical establishment!"

Stiles grabs my hand and pulls me away. "Meg, we don't need the earth shaking."

"Stíles, den boró na iremíso! Egó--Egó--"

(Translation: Stiles, I can't calm down. I--I--)

He rubs my arms. "Megara, it's okay." He immediately presses his lips to mine and I feel myself relax and calming down.

I smile at him. "Efcharistó."

(Translation: Thank you.)

He returns my smile. "You're welcome."

As we're leaving, he bumps into an orderly and says, "Sorry."

When we get back to Scott's, I see our friends. Scott, Kira, Stiles, Malia, Liam and I gather around the table. Lying in front of us is a plethora of blueprints and pictures of Eichen House. Also on the table is a log book and a key card Stiles had apparently stolen. Scott smiles at us. "Now we get Lydia."