He returned

All is fine

Stiles was running for his life he didnt know what to do he had to put his mind to work he had to think smarter not harder he asked scott to help him work out so he could be in shape for the next practical test at the FBI but as usual stiles underestimated the power of scotts supernatural abilities but stiles wasnt going to give up that easy as stiles turned the corrner of the school (at night just like where everything else happens at becon hills) he pulled the fire alarm he knew this would block out scotts supper hearing next was his smell stiles ran to the chemistry closet and grabed random fluids only if he had the most beautiful and inteligent girl wifh him he would of found this alot easyer stiles threw the chemicals at the floor drowning the gap at the bottom of the door there was only one more thing to do he neede a wepon by the time stiles turned around the alarm stoped but then stiles saw something written on the bored.        19 53 88.  for some reason these pacific numbers reminded stiles of something but he just couldent put his finger on it as stiles was walking back he slamed into the desk and some chemicals fell to the floor as he bent down to look at it he saw some thing glimer under the fluids stiles stuck his hand in there cuting his hand on the glass by the time he had the thing in his hand he knew what was happening it was the keyes to the closet he looked back at the board and saw that next to the numbers there where letters K  I  Ra
As all the facts when runing through his mind stiles was scared he didnt know what he was suposed to do he was so overwelmed he colapsed falling backwards the last thing he remembers seeing is scott running into the room