I have a son. His name is Michislav Stilinski. But we call him Stiles. I remember. When Stiles was a little kid, he couldn't say his first name. Not sure why. It pretty much rolls off the tongue. But, uh, the closest he could get was "mischief." His mother called him that until... I remember when, uh... When Stiles first got his Jeep. It belonged to his mother. She wanted him to have it. The first time when he took a spin behind the wheel, he went straight into a ditch. I gave him his first roll of duct tape that day. He was always getting into trouble. But he always had a good heart. Always. We're here tonight because my goofball son decided to drag Scott, his greatest friend in the world, into the woods to see a dead body.
The living can fight until they break. The dead do not break.
Just to clarify, are you planning on biting everyone in the train station?
He's on the lacrosse team. I mean, he's terrible, but he's on the team.
– The rift burns anything that tries to pass through it.
– Perhaps not everything.
– I thought I saw him. It's like... something opened right there in the middle of the room. Just for a moment. And then it was gone.
– A rift.
– I thought there was only one rift. We saw it disappear.
– You remembered Stiles and then a new rift was created.
– If the Sheriff can do it...
– Maybe we can.
– But that rift closed.
– Then we'll open it again.
– How?
– By remembering Stiles. We have to remember everything.
– We're the only ones left in Beacon Hills. If they take us, Lydia will be the only one left to haunt the place.
– That's why I'm the only person that's going in.
– You got a better idea?
– Yeah. It's called, "run like hell." So, leave in five?
– It's remarkably similar.
– To what?
– To the Einstein-Rosen bridge.
– He followed our scent.
– I followed your desperation.
– He can still hear you.
– Then he can hear me say he needs to shut up so we can figure out how to fight the Ghost Riders.
– You don't need to figure it out.
– Because Douglas already did.
– If he knew how to fight them, then he might know everything about them.
– And guess who knows all about Mr. Douglas?
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