"Yeah, I guess I didn't," he admitted, shrugging, too, as he followed her, watching as she tight-rope walked across the curb, amusement in his eyes. He hadn't seen anyone do that in awhile. "Like what?" Stiles asked curiously, momentarily forgetting the very terrifying hallucination he'd had less than a half hour ago.
He hadn't explored much of the place, really. He'd been to the school, to the library, to a couple of restaurants, and a movie theater, and back and forth between Allison and Scott's apartment and he and Lydia's. Aside from that, he hadn't been much of anywhere since he'd arrived. Now he probably wouldn't, because as much as he tried to tell himself that things were going to turn out okay, he couldn't help but think that they were probably all going to die horribly.