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Ivory Lahey was bitten in sophomore year along side her brother, except she isn't exactly the same as him. But when he stayed in France, she went back to the supernatural infested town of Beacon Hills. She's dealt with years of abuse...
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Chapter Twenty-Six ⚡Ghosted⚡
"You saw a carousel?" Malia asked as she, Ivory and Lydia sat in front of a laptop in the library. "And a big sign that said Canaan. And people disappearing in clouds of smoke." Lydia said making Malia furrow her brows.
"Do you ever have nice dreams?" She asked and Lydia pursed her lips and shook her head, "We need to go to Canaan." She said and Malia shrugged slightly. "It would be helpful if we knew anything about the place. I keep calling the number for City Hall, and no one answers." She said before unfolding a large map.
"The only map I can find it on is thirty years old. So far, the only thing I know about Canaan is where it is." Malia as she unfolded a map and pointed at a spot she circled and Ivory give Malia a look.
"That's all we need to know."
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Lydia reached back to the backseat where Scott laid asleep next to Malia and tapped his arm making him slowly wake up. "Where are we?" Scott asked as he glanced around, "According to the GPS, this is it." Ivory said from the driver's seat.
They all got out of the car and glanced around. Not a single person in sight, cars rusted over, buildings covered in mold and dust while their walls were cracked, windows broken, plants either dead or overgrown. "This is it. Canaan's a ghost town." Lydia sighed.
A little while later they were walking down a familiar neighborhood. And just like down town, everything was cracked, rusted, broken, overgrown, dead and dirty. "I don't hear a single heartbeat." Scott said and Malia nodded, "I'm not catching any scents." She said making Ivory frown slightly as she glanced around.
"Why would Stiles send us here of all places?" Ivory said and then all of the sudden one of the lampposts that were still standing flickered making them stop. They glanced at each other before walking again.
