You, me, and Scott are sitting down on the bed in my room as we're trying to connect the dots with the case that has been going on in Beacon Hills, there have been mass murders going on lately, the cops are saying that it looks like the victims were attacked by animals, but we know they were werewolves. I'm sitting next to you, noticing how worried you seem to be. I put my hand on your knee, causing you to look at me.