Scott wishes this place would make up its damn mind. The temperature goes from one extreme to another. One minute Scott feels like he could freeze to death, the next it's sweltering hot and he feels like he could die from heatstroke. It's damn annoying and makes it hard for Scott to focus.

He's about to complain out loud about it to Isaac when suddenly Scott sees Stiles. Except it's not really Stiles, it's one of Scott's fears playing out in front of them.

"Stiles!" Scott immediately starts running towards the vision of Stiles and stops in front of him. The fake Stiles is knelt on the ground, clutching at Sheriff Stilinski's dead body, Stiles' cheeks stained with tears.

"Stiles..." Scott stares in horror. This can't be real. Stiles' father wasn't here. This place was playing tricks on him. It had to be.

"How could you let this happen, Scott? You said you'd bring him back to me alive. You PROMISED me. Now both my parents are dead because of you."

Scott can feel tears springing to his eyes. He tells himself that none of it's real, but the sight of the sheriff's dead body and Stiles sobbing... It's too much for Scott. He's paralyzed by what he's seeing right now.