"Stare at the dark too long and you will eventually see what isn't there"

"Anita, get back here!"  Peter shouted, grabbing onto the railing, looking down.  Anita rounded the corner of the stairs, rushing to Stiles jeep.

"Simon told me they're in the woods!"  Anita yelled up to him.  "Stiles, let's go!"  She then shouted to Stiles.

"Who the hell is Simon?"  Peter asked, clearly frustrated.

"One of her ghost friends".  Stiles nodded, about to make his way down the stairs but Peter stopped him. "You're not going".

"Stiles!"

Stiles mouth opened like a fish out of water, not knowing what to do. Peter scared him but on the other hand-

Simon shoved Stiles, making the boy tumble down a few of the steps before he caught himself on the railing. "That was a ghost!" Stiles screamed, his voice cracking in fear.

"You're goddamn right". Simon tilted his head to the side a bit, watching Stiles scatter to the Jeep.

"Drive fast". Anita ordered.

"I'm going". Stiles glanced to her and then his phone started to ring. Stiles quickly picked it up, not looking at the number.

"Scott!" His face then morphed in confusion and worry when it was Lydia. "I'm-I'm on my way". Stiles then hung up.

"It's Lydia". Stiles said, looking to Anita for a moment. "She's at the pool. There's a dead body".

"Merda". Anita whispered.

Stiles raised an eyebrow at that comment.

"Drive faster".  Anita ordered.

"You know you and Derek boss me around a lot and I don't like it".  Stiles pointed a finger in her direction.

Anita only narrowed her eyes at him before a smile flickered on her lips. "Simon?"

"What are you asking for?" Stiles snapped his head over to her, his foot leaving the gas pedal.

"Gladly". Simon already knew what she was asking for.

The Jeep suddenly jerked forward, the mph rising. "Simon stop!" Stiles screeched.

~~~

"Lydia?  Lydia?  Lydia, are you okay?"  Stiles was quick to get out of the Jeep, running towards her with Anita following after him.

"I'm okay".  Lydia reassured him as she stood by the pool.  "That.  Over there...not okay".  Lydia told them, not looking at the body.

Anita looked from Lydia to the body.  "Yeah, all right.  I'm gonna call my dad.".  Stiles looked from Lydia to the dead body.

"I already called 911"

"You called the police before you called me?"

"I'm supposed to call you first when I find a dead body?" 

"YES!"

"Hush Stiles.  You're not an FBI agent".  Anita said to Stiles as she slowly walked over to the dead body.

"I gotta call Scott".  Stiles muttered, reaching for his phone.  "What are you doing?"  Stiles questioned Anita as he saw her walking closer to the body.

Anita narrowed her eyes slightly, hearing whispers.  "Just...checking something".  Anita basically waved him off and then her head snapped to the side as she winced.

"Anita, I don't think that's a good idea".  He called to her.  "Scott.  Yeah".  Stiles talked in the phone.

"Boyd and the girl didn't do this".  Simon said from the other side of Anita.

"What do you mean?"  Anita asked Simon. 

"Around his neck".  A new voice spoke.

Clarice was standing next to Simon.  The two ghosts looked at one another.  This was their first time interacting with one another.

"Yep.  Throats ripped out, blood everywhere.  It's like the frickin' Shinning over here.  Two little girls come out of the woods start asking me to play with them forever and ever I'm not gonna be surprised". 

"Can you get a little closer to make sure it was them?"

"Yeah, uh.  Anita is already doing that".  Stiles held the phone to his ear still as he watched Anita.

"That's not from a wolf".  Clarice spoke up again as she looked at the neck.  "It's thin". 

"Almost like they were."

"Strangled".  Anita finished for Simon.

Anita lifted her hand up, about to touch the hand of the dead body but another hand latched onto her wrist. Stiles the one that grabbed it. He shook his head at her as the sound of sirens were getting closer.

~~~

"Anita, where are you at? I told you to meet me at the hospital and you're not here". Stiles asked over the phone.

"Yeah. You see, I don't have a license...or a car and I'm not running all the way there. Second, I left my sisters scarf at the school and Simon is going to break me in". Anita walked closer to the school.

"Why not wait till tomorrow?"

"Because, someone will take it. I left it in my last period".

"Do you really need it? Your sisters dead".

Anita grumbled and frowned. "Thanks for telling me. I HAD NO IDEA". Anita shouted the last part and hung up.  Anita jogged up the stairs, walking up to the doors of the school.  Anita looked to Simon who easily walked through the doors, a clicking noise soon sounded and one of the doors creaked open.

"Thank you".  Anita thanked him.  Simon gave her a smile and a nod before disappearing.

"School is creepy at night".  Anita shook her head, making her way down the hall, towards her class where her scarf was in.  She walked inside and sighed in relief when she saw it just under her seat.

"Don't know how you got there".  Anita walked over, kneeling down to pick it up and putting it around her neck.  Anita's peace didn't last long because as soon as she walked out of the classroom, Ms. Blake was just passing by.

"What are you doing here?"  Ms. Blake asked her.

"I-" Anita went to tell her but her eyebrows furrowed in confusion.  "I could ask you the same?"

"I'm a teacher". Ms. Blake crossed her arms over her chest.  Anita held in her scoff.  No teacher would be at the school this late at night.

"Come with me.  We will be leaving together after I finish a few things".  Ms. Blake gestured for Anita to follow her.

Anita quietly followed after her English teacher, glaring at the back of her head, doing so.  She walked down the steps to the basement, shaking her head.  "You going to kill me or something?"  Anita questioned.

Anita didn't get a reply and it only made her stand on guard more.  Anita looked around the room in the boiler room, looking at the books and other documents and such.

"They need to organize this better".  Anita commented as she continued to look around while Ms. Blake grabbed a few things.

"What do you mean?"  Ms. Blake asked her.

"Could label.  Everything is scattered". Anita grazed her finger on a book and looked at the dust that was on it.  "And could use a swifter".  Anita wiped it off on her pants.

Ms. Blake went to head out but stopped when she heard metal slamming than continued walking again.  "Hello?  Is someone there?"  She spoke out loud.

"No one else came with me if that's what you're wondering".  Anita told her, just wanting to leave.
"Yeah.  I'm leaving".  Anita rounded the corner.

"Anita-wait".  Ms. Blake called to her, watching her student walk past her.

Anita suddenly stopped when she heard growling seeing two werewolves appear.  "You've got to be kidding me".  She muttered, taking a few steps back, almost bumping into her teacher.  Her eyes went to Boyd and then to the girl.  It didn't take her long to;

"Cora?"  Anita questioned.

Derek suddenly appeared, shoving the two werewolves away.  Before Anita could call out to Derek, Ms. Blake pulled her back, closing the gate and dragging her to the back of the room.

Anita looked back, seeing Ms. Blake crouching on the ground behind a shelf.  Yeah, this night just got ten times worse.  Anita hated standing here.  Not only was she with a teacher she didn't like but now Derek was out there fighting Boyd and Cora. 

Cora.  Her childhood best friend.  The one she thought died in the Hale Fire just like her sister.  She felt her emotions going up and down and even to the side?  She didn't know what to do or even how to react.  Her body was just telling her to calm down but the other part was doing flips.

Then it stopped.  No bangs, growling.  Nothing.

Anita was quick to go back to the gate, opening it, ignoring her teacher begging her to come back.  Anita rounded the corner and then came to a stop when she saw Derek a bloody mess with a past our Boyd and Cora on either side of him.  Scott and Isaac standing a few feet in front of him.

Derek was panting and finally looked up at Scott and Isaac.  "Anita and a teacher-"

"What's Anita doing here?"  Isaac was quick to butt in.  His eyes widened in horror.

"Getting a scarf.  Never thought I would say this but I wish I listened to Stiles".  Anita made her way to Derek and looked him over, mentally wincing at all the claw marks on him.

"I'm fine".  Derek reassured her out of breath.

"I know".  Anita gave a faint smile.  "My teacher".  Anita hummed.  "Not so much".

"Can you get these two out of here while we deal with Ms. Blake?"  Anita put a hand on Derek's shoulder, turning back to Scott and Isaac.  The two boys glanced at one another before going over to the two passed out werewolves.

When Derek was a bit more healed he stood up, Anita looking back in the direction where her teacher was it.  "Just to let you know".  Anita started, turning to Derek.  "She's my least favorite teacher".

**I made a lazy meme below**

Stiles ever since he started to believe in ghosts and Simon starts terrorizing him: