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Growing up in Beacon Hills, Wren Martin's life was as normal as any teenagers. With her sister Lydia, and her two best friends, Scott and Stiles by her side, everything was fine. That was until Stiles came up with the genius idea to...
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Chapter Eighty-Nine ⚡Memory Found⚡
"The tunnel gate's locked. Everything is locked." Lydia said as she ran into the bunker and Scott closed and locked the door behind him. "Think it'll hold them off?" Malia asked as she walked up to them, "Probably not." Scott said and Wren shook her head. "Definitely not." She said.
"You guys aren't hoping I'm gonna be the optimist, are you?" Malia asked and Wren chuckled as she walked past her, "Never." She said as she walked up to the metal ice box. "So, how cold does this thing get?" Scott asked as he walked up to stand next to Wren, "Cold enough for a Hellhound. It's not the same thing as the ice bath we gave Isaac, but it can lower your core temperature past anything a human can survive." Wren explained.
"So, what does freezing our asses off have to do with our memories?" Malia asked, looking at Wren crazy, "It'll slow your heart rate and put you in a trance-like state." Lydia said and Scott raised his eyebrows. "Like hypnosis." He said and Wren nodded, "Hypnotic regression. If we can figure out how to work it." She said and Malia glanced around.
"This says start. So, maybe it's not that complicated." Malia said, pointing at a button on the side while Scott looked at the other side where a bunch of knobs and dials where. "...It's complicated." He said making them sigh quietly. "So, optimistically, how much time do you think we need to do this?" Malia asked and Scott looked over at her, "As much time as Liam and Stilinski can buy us." He said.
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Malia pressed the start button and it came to life. "Okay. It's doing something. You ready?" Malia asked, looking at Scott who was now shirtless. Scott looked at them before slowly walking into the box and closing the door. He looked at them through the small window and nodded making Wren lock it.
"Remember, this will get cold enough to kill you. So, if something feels wrong, or, like it's not working..." Lydia trailed off and Scott just nodded, "It's going to work." He said and Wren raised her eyebrows. "I hope you're not saying that because you think we know what we're doing." She said and Lydia nodded in agreement, "I'm saying that because I know you can figure it out."
Wren sighed softly and nodded before turning all the dials making cold air blow into the box. "Oh, okay. All right. Yeah, that's cold. Really cold." Scott said and he hugged his arms close. "So, what are we supposed to do? Talk to him? Help him remember? Wait 'til he turns into a Werewolf freezy-pop?" Malia asked looking over at Wren and Lydia.
"We need to guide him, keep him focused." Wren said before looking over at Scott, "Scott, you have to think about him. Concentrate on Stiles. Try to picture him in your head. Think about what he looks like, things he's said." She said and Scott nodded. All of the sudden the machine made a noise and started beeping making them look around alarmed.
