Thomas dropped to the ground as memory after memory flashed through his head.
The memories were all mixed together at first. He saw so many things.
Glowing eyes, a boy with a crooked jaw, a strawberry blonde, death, joy, fear, laughter.
And then the memories came more slowly.
The first thing he saw clearly was his father.
Most of the memories consisted of him getting in trouble.
He also remembered the dreams. The horrible, horrible dreams his father would have to wake him up from.
But there were so many more memories of his father.
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FanfictionA Teen Wolf and Maze Runner crossover that you've never seen before!! (At least, that's what my readers say...) Previously known as: "When Worlds Collide" The Pack defeats the Ghost Riders and Stiles returns from a world far different than the one w...