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9 22 or23 or all them if your feeling generous
9. Amnesia
He heard voices. Not voices, screaming. Why were they screaming? What were they saying? He tried to open his eyes but the small sliver of light had him clenching them back shut. He let out a groan and tried to open them again. He held them open for a few seconds and saw a few blurred figures.
He felt someone cradle his head. “Scott, Baby. I need you to open your eyes for me okay?” There were hands brushing a long his cheeks. “I need you open them for me okay? And keep them open.” There was a soft tap to his cheek, his eyes fluttered. “That’s it, come on. Open those beautiful brown eyes.”
He finally forced them open and got them to stay that way. He was greeted by watery eyes and a relieved smile. “What happened?”
"We were attacked, and they took you. It took us a while to find you."
"Attacked? Why?"
Stiles frowned. “Because they’re trying to kill us to take over Beacon Hills. Hey, are you okay?”
Scott shook his head as best he could. “I don’t know who I am.”