Monday, June 15, 2015

Episode 7.5

ATTN: Sorry for the short episode. I'll write more tomorrow. :)


Rae
                We had called for Tamara, so long my throat began to numb. “Tamara!” I managed to squeak. “Here.” Stiles handed me a water bottle, and I drank thankfully. “Guys over here!” Scott hollered. There lay Tamara.  He checked her pulse. “She’s still alive. Had the shit beaten outta her though.” He picked her up, and Stiles followed. I turned to follow but tripped and fell. “Agh!” “Are you ok?” Stiles gasped. I nodded and stood, using him as a crutch. “Would you mind giving me a piggyback?” I asked. “Yeah!” He bent down and I hopped up. “My knee feels like its bleeding.” His fingertips ran over it. “Yeah it is. Don’t worry we’re almost out.” I felt tired, and oddly dizzy. “Somethings wrong with merrr…” My voice slurred and everything faded.



                Light flooded my eyes, and I was pretty sure I was dead. Did I go to heaven? Or is this some kind of purgatory? “Rae?” I looked up to see Deaton. “Hey.” I smiled, slowly sitting up, feeling a migraine. “How’s Tamara?” “I’m ok.” Her voice sounded. She was holding an ice pack on her head. “Just a little bump.” He smiled. I looked around, and saw Stiles outside talking to his dad. That’s when I saw the marks on my leg. “What is this?” I asked Deaton. “Looks like some seaweed wrapped around you. Or maybe you just tanned weird. “I didn’t go in the water, and we were there for a couple hours. I was under the sun full body, only a bikini.” His brow squished together. “Weird. I’ll look into it. So what did this woman look like?” I tilted my head. “Not entirely sure. But I think her hair was alive. It moved, and not like there was wind.” He nodded thoughtfully. “Ok, well go check the Beastiary.” “Okay.” I slipped off the metal table, and followed Tamara outside, when Deaton came out. “DON’T LET TAMARA FALL ASLEEP! I know what you’re dealing with.” Stiles hugged me, but Deaton’s warning rang in my head. “Guys, I want to sleep. Why can’t I just take a nap?” Scott shrugged. “We’re going home, checking the Beastiary and then maybe you can go to bed.” 



(Credited to T.H!!)

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