10 Chapter 10;

The stimulated duo soon found themselves back in the preserve after school as they started to make a trek back to look for the body now that they had daylight to help them. Scott wasn't looking forward to seeing the body again but he had lost his inhaler when he was attacked. Stiles then confided that he lost his phone too when he was attacked.

"I don't know what it was," Scott said. "It was like I had all the time in the world to catch the ball."

"Like everything was in slow-mo."

"Yeah, exactly. Was it like that for you?"

Stiles shrugged. "Kind of. For me, it was like everything was super focused out there. Like, I knew how to run, when to shoot and the spot where I had to have the ball go was so clear to me."

"Wow…and that's not the only weird thing. I hear stuff I shouldn't be able to hear."

"You too?" Stiles asked.

"Yeah. I could hear people talking from across the hall, almost like they were talking in my ear."

"Same with me. Though, I swear I also been hearing these weird drums."

"Drums?" Scott asked.

"I know. Weird. Anything else?"

"Yeah, I smell things."

"Smell things?" Stiles asked surprised.

"What you don't?"

"No. I don't know. Like what?"

"Like the mint mojito gum in your pocket."

Stiles reached into his pocket and pulled out a stick of gum, the exact flavor Scott said.

"Wow," he said as he opened his pocket. The smell seemed to come rushing out at him at once. Like someone took a mint spray and shot it straight to his nose.

"What do you think's going on?" asked Scott.

"Well…let's think. I guess this all goes back to what happened to us last night. Our bites. Hmm…you know I think I may have heard of this."

"You serious?"

"Yeah, it's a specific type of infection. Very serious. It's called lycanthropy."

An infection? Scott was getting worried now. "It is?"

"Yeah, but it's only something for us to worry about once a month."

"Once a month?"

"Yeah…on the night of the full moon." Stiles then let out a soft howl. For some reason, Stiles felt content doing it.