He heard someone calling his name but the voice barely registered. It was familiar but he couldn't immediately place why it was familiar, and that brought him to yet a whole new level of unsettling. He was terribly close to just dropping his bag in the middle of the empty hallway and taking off at a dead run. He needed to get the hell out of there.
But instead, he turned, taking in a ragged breath, eyes still a little wild, heart beating way too fast. He saw Jesse looking at him with wide-eyes and he shook his head. "I'm getting out of here. There's not even a point to being here right now."
He wanted to find Scott, to find Lydia and Allison, and Derek, and suggest they all just get the hell out of town and as far away from Lawrence as they could. He wasn't sure that would do the trick, but he was willing to take the chance. Convincing them was going to be the issue.