I was walking trough the woods with Derek. When we heard a scream, more like a screech.
Derek and I both exchanged weird glances, and ran to where we heard the screech.
When we got there, there was a girl with ripped close, messy hair, a bite mark on her shoulder, and she was shaking. "Derek why is she shaking?" I asked Derek as he got on his knees to help the girl. "I don't know." He said "h-help me" she whispered, I could not see her face though. She started to write letters in the dirt; D,e,a,t,o,n. Derek shot me a worried glance, then picked her up bridal style and headed to Deaton's.