Lydia walked into Maths class slightly late before taking the seat behind Malia and next to Ava as Malia was highlighting her book again. "I'm impressed with most of you. It speaks to your study habits and your commitment to your education. Everyone else, see me for extra help." Ms Flemming said as she paced the maths tests back. Malia got a D- and Ava got a C-.

Both Ava and Malia started growling and clawing at their desks which was unusual for Ava. "Ms Fleming, um..." Lydia started to distract her.

"I already told you, Lydia, I don't give extra credit for alternate equations based on your theoretical findings." 

"Well, okay then. Malia. Claws. Ava, Claws, Malia." Lydia said making the girls reveal their hands which no longer had their claws.

"Excuse me, who are you? What are you doing in this class?" Lydia asked turning to the space next to her. Lydia was seeing a female doctor instead as trains went past her.

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"No one's unaccounted for?" Corey asked as he and Mason followed Jordan around making the Deputy frustrated and rolling his eyes.

"You can reword the question as much as you want. The answer is still no." Jordan said as Ava walked into the station.

"Do you feel anything?" Corey asked as Ava walked up to them after placing her bag at Jordan's desk.

"Does your hellhound intuition sense something wrong with the supernatural?" Mason asked making Jordan sigh.

"I'm a harbinger of death. Not a harbinger of kidnapping. I'm also a sheriff's deputy working on an unsolved murder, that for once doesn't involve shapeshifters, resurrected 18th-century serial killers, or me. It's just a straightforward robbery-homicide." Jordan said making Mason look at him.

"Straightforward? He was bludgeoned to death and stuffed in a high school air duct." Mason said and Jordan nodded.

"And I already have your statement. Have a great day, Mason. You too, Corey." Jordan said as Ava turned to them.

"Come on guys, stop harassing my boyfriend," Ava said as Jordan walked into evidence.

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Later that night, Ava led Lydia down the stairs and into the boiler room. As they wandered through the bookshelves, Lydia finally called out. "Hello?"

"Over here."

The two followed the sound of Malia's voice to another bookshelf where she had shackled one of her hands and was trying to do the same to the other but couldn't. Lydia frowned as she walked closer to Malia. "Has it come to this?"

"Can you give me a hand?" Malia asked and Lydia raised her eyebrows.

"If this is a new after-school club, count me out?" She said and Malia sighs in frustration.

"I've got a problem. I'm growling at people in a class. I'm clawing at my desk. I tried turning the floor of my bedroom into a coyote den." Malia said making Lydia's eye goes wide.

"Do these look familiar to you?" Ava asked her and Lydia shook her head.

"No. Why would it? Malia, do you think this is going to keep you safe?" Lydia asked.

"They used to. Before the lake house, this is where I'd come for the full moon. But you weren't down here with me. Scott wasn't down here with me. Nor was Ava." Malia explained and Lydia nodded slightly.

"Right, so...Who was? You couldn't have done it alone." Ava said as Malia held up her hand and with her shackled right hand she tried to reach the other lock. Malia was unable to touch her hands.

Lydia's phone buzzed making her pull it out before looking up at the twins. "It's Scott."

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Lydia, Ava and Malia pull up to the preserve entrance and when they get out of the car, Scott walks over to them, handing them some flashlights. "Hey, I went to bed at home and I woke up out in the woods. About a mile out. I think there's a reason why this has happened." Scott explained as he led the girls further into the preserve. "I've been out here before. It was the beginning of sophomore year the night before tryouts for the first line. I remember because it was all that I could think about."

"What were you doing?" Malia asked looking at him confused.

"You were looking for Laura's body," Ava said and Lydia pulled a face.

"That's morbid." She said and Scott nodded.

"So then, what was I doing out here all alone?"

"I wish I could help you, but I didn't know you then," Lydia said and the twins nodded.

"Neither was I," Ava said.

"I was still a coyote so I might've tried to eat it," Malia suggested.

"Deaton said that my subconscious is trying to tell me something...But I need you guys to help me figure out what it's saying." Scott said and Lydia sighed.

"Maybe you were just a curious teenager. You heard there was a body." Lydia started before Scott interrupts.

"But how? I never watched the news. And I didn't have a police scanner."

"Your mom works at the hospital. Maybe she got called in and you overheard her?" Ava suggested and Scott shakes his head before stopping and turning around to face the girls.

"My mom wasn't home that night. I live five miles away from here. How did I get here?" He asked and Malia shrugged.

"You drove." 

"I didn't have a car."

"You ran." 

"I couldn't have. I had asthma. I was hiding, but they knew that I was here." Scott said and Ava shrugged.

"Maybe you made a ton of noise with your asthmatic breathing." She suggested. "But that won't explain how they specifically knew it was you,"

"Why would the sheriff even think that I would be out here?" Scott asked and Malia shrugged,

"Because like most deaths in this town, it was related to the supernatural." She said and Scott shook his head.

"I wasn't supernatural. I mean, this was the night that I was bitten...I wasn't a werewolf yet. And I wasn't out here alone...I know this sounds crazy..." Scott started hesitantly. "But I think I had a best friend. And I think he was out here with me that night." 

"It doesn't sound crazy. I know that someone chained me up and I think they wanted me to stay human. It wasn't Ava," Malia said and Ava nodded while Lydia sighed.

"I came to school this morning and I was sure I was supposed to meet someone. But I couldn't remember who it was supposed to be. I have been looking for them all day. Whoever it is, I think I loved him." Lydia said and Scott nodded.

"What if we're all missing the same person? I think that he was in this picture." Scott said pulling out a picture and it showed the four of them sitting on one of the picnic benches outside the school. Lydia grabbed the photo when she noticed a space between her and Scott and in front of Ava. It looked like she was leaning on someone's head. 

"He was sitting right there," Lydia said.

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Scott, Malia, Ava, Lydia and Deaton stood in a dark room, the piece of greenish-blue windshield glass hung on a strung and was illuminated with an LED light, in front of Lydia. Scott and Malia turn to Deaton sceptically, Malia being more sceptical than Scott. "Now she just magically writes down all the answers?"

"It's not quite that simple," Deaton said making Lydia sigh.

"It never is."

"In automatic writing, the hand moves outside of any conscious awareness. Now hopefully the silence, the darkness, and the light will allow you to find a more comfortable, relaxed, trance-like state. Lydia, I want you to stare into the light. And let go of all thought." Deaton explained and Lydia breathed in heavily doing so. Soon her hand relax and starts writing as the others move away from her.

"I have to warn you...We may not be able to access these memories." Deaton said making Ava frown.

"Why not?

"The legend has always been that the wild hunt takes people. But if what you're telling me is right, the truth is much worse. They erase people from reality." Deaton said and Scott looks over to Lydia who is a full trance, scribbling on the paper.

"How did we remember someone who has been completely erased from our minds?" Scott asked and Deaton sighed exhaustedly making Scott know he doesn't know how.

Lydia starts scribbling more furiously while rocking forwards and Backwards and Ava jerks her head towards Lydia once she noticed her frantic movement. "Maybe he hasn't been..." Ava suggested making Deaton, Scott and Malia turn to her.

"Oh, is she... Should we stop her?" Scott asked and was about to rush towards her when Deaton held him back.

"Lydia? Lydia? Slow down." Deaton called and when she didn't respond, Deaton turns off the LED light. Lydia instantly drops the pen and leans back in her chair, still in a trance, while Ava leans forward looking at the paper.

"Is she okay?" Scott asked and he places a hand on Lydia's shoulder but her gaze remain on the paper. "Lydia?"

"What does mischief mean?" Malia asked as she looks at the Paper. Lydia had written MISCHIEF in tiny letters all over the page. Malia frowns in confusion and Ava takes the paper looking at it.

"That's not what she wrote," Ava said as turned to Scott and Deaton. That is not all she wrote, Lydia wrote MISCHIEF to form the word STILES. "What the hell is a Stiles?"