You were someone once, perhaps even important. But now, no one remembered you. Trapped in the "Forgotten Train Station," the desolate realm of the Ghost Riders, not a single soul in the real world knew you existed—not even those who had once been closest to you.

You came from the Sinclair family, a proud and ancient line of werewolves, much like the Hales. Born wolves, the Sinclairs shared a deep bond with the Hales, like family. You were special—an "evolved werewolf," stronger, faster, and sharper than most.

In the past, you were inseparable from Derek and Peter Hale. The three of you were a perfect trio—best friends, allies, perhaps even something more. You had fought side by side, shared your deepest secrets, and supported each other through countless challenges. But now, the Hales had forgotten the Sinclairs. It was as if you had never existed.

Now, you sat alone in the Forgotten Train Station, far from the others, who wandered like ghosts in the shadows. Unlike most, you retained your mind—your memories. You knew who you were, what you had been, but the years of isolation had begun to break you down.

Unbeknownst to you, Peter Hale was also in the station, yet you had no idea he was there. He lingered closer to the others, while you remained distant, watching from the edges, avoiding the empty stares of the lost souls.

Back in the real world, the McCall pack was desperately working to bring Stiles back. Scott, Lydia, Malia, Liam, Mason, Hayden, and Corey were following every clue left behind, piecing together fragments of Stiles' existence. They were joined by Derek, Chris Argent, and Sheriff Stilinski, all determined to restore what had been lost.

Then, in the Forgotten Train Station, you heard voices—Peter and Stiles. Peter’s voice struck a chord deep within you, a familiar sound that tugged at your heart. It was a melody you thought you had long forgotten.