It was 5 p.m. on a Wednesday in Los Angeles when Lydia was driving home from work thinking about her big meeting tomorrow, ugh. Lydia was a pretty, smart girl with red hair, who worked at a detective agency. She soon arrived at her house, when she noticed a big package on her front porch. She walked inside and asked her husband, Stiles, about the package. Stiles was a good looking gentleman and was studying to become a doctor, but since he is a mediocre student he works a part time job in addition to being a student. Stiles was very tired, so he told Lydia to go get the box. They took the box inside and opened it up to see what is instore for them. When they start to open it up Lydia stopped Stiles as he was cutting it open saying, “What if it is something bad that might be dangerous or something that could get us in a dilemma?” Stiles replied, “It’s okay honey I’m sure it is just some gift from our family or friends.” They looked inside and saw pictures of them and their friends from high school, and old mementos that made them smile. When Lydia saw the rest of the items, she decided to call her friends from high school and tell them what they received to see who sent it. Everyone said that they did not send the package, but they too received the package. Stiles and Lydia dug to the bottom of the package and found an envelope taped to the bottom of the box. They picked it up and opened it. It read,


“Dear Lydia and Stiles,
You must be very confused about who sent this and why I sent this, but this is not a care package from one of your high school buddies. I am here to say I am not done with my plan. During these last 5 years I have been thinking of ways to get my message across and this was the best way. I am sorry it took so long. I strongly admonish you to come back to Beacon Hills, or I will start another altercation. Except now I am irate so I suggest you do as I say.
Sincerely,
Gerard Argent”
After Lydia and Stiles read this note they pondered on what they should do, so they called their friends once more to make a decision. They all decided to terminate their boxes and go to Beacon Hills and face the storm that was coming for them.