the butterfly effect;
(with reference to chaos theory) the phenomenon whereby a minute localized change in a complex system can have large effects elsewhere.
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In which she is sent to another world.
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[Book 1 in the Lorenz System Serie...
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Wake up.
Those were the words Sarah kept internally repeating to herself as she was driven to the McCall family's house.
Sarah, after having time to mull over her conversation with Scott yesterday, had managed to convince herself that her belief on having been transported to another world had obviously been the result of her mental breakdown.
It had just been a lapse in judgement. She had been hit by lightning, after all. That had to affect a person's mind in some way. There was no way that the show, Teen Wolf, was actually real. It was impossible.
She was asleep. She concluded, staring dazedly out the car window as the scenery of Beacon Hills passed her by. She had been hit by lightning and put into a coma, and was now simply dreaming about the last thing her mind had been focused on. It all made sense now. All she had to do was wake up.
The word denial flickered vaguely passed her thoughts, taunting her, but Sarah slapped the thought away in resentment, content to repeat her ongoing mantra.
Wake up, Sarah. She told herself desperately, digging her nails into her jeans as her heart-rate accelerated.
Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up—
"Sarah?" Scott's voice rang out hesitantly, cutting through her thoughts.
Sarah flinched, head snapping towards Scott, who was looking at her in worry as he stood next to her now open car door.
He gave her an uncertain smile, gesturing to the now visible house. "We're here." He peered down at her in concern. "You okay?" he asked.
Sarah stared up at him for a moment, eyes flickering between him and the McCall house with unease. She let out a slow breath, climbing out of the car and giving him a shaky smile.
"I'm fine." she managed to get out, trying to hide the tremble in her voice. She fiddled with the edge of one of the new shirts she was wearing that Melissa had bought for her, giving Scott a tight-lipped smile.
"Your heart's racing." he pointed out gently.
Sarah looked at him in surprise for a moment, before she remembered. Right. Werewolf.
She cleared her throat, lifting her chin, stuffing her overwhelming thoughts down. "I'm okay," she insisted. She tried to give him a more convincing smile. "Really, I'm fine. Just nervous." she continued on, at his unconvinced expression.
"Alright." Scott said slowly. "If you're sure." He slung the bag of clothes Melissa had bought for Sarah over his shoulder. "Come on, I'll show you around." He turned to start walking toward the house, waiting for Sarah to follow.
For a moment, Sarah stood staring at the once fictional house of the McCall's, one that now stood tall in front of her in all of it's glory. She glanced towards Scott, who stood waiting patiently, giving her a reassuring look, understanding dawning on his face.
