Showdown: Round 1 (Closed: Anthony)
Owls hooted overhead. Leaves briskly whispered to each other in their ancient language as a breeze gently rolled through the forest. Scott walked, trying to clear his mind. So much had been happening in such a short moment of time, it was driving Scott crazy. Cora being buried alive, Mason being a berserker, the nightmare thing with the Tantibus from Purgatory... Scott just wanted to ask, “What next?”
Leaves crunched underfoot as he kept walking. Scott was usually optimistic but it was getting harder and harder to see the bright side of constant darkness. But it was peaceful out here with the moonlight overhead and Scott was grateful to have a moment to stop and think without worrying about screaming out in frustration.
Scott breathed deeply, exhaling all his worries. Tonight was to detach and focus on himself, just like Derek had advised. Scott sat down on a log in a clearing through the trees. It was quiet. It was very quiet.