( that's two familiar voices and faces so far. lydia's head lifts and she turns to look toward the door. derek hale, in the flesh. she's not sure if she's relieved like she was when she saw scott, or starting to get very, very worried about this place and what it may have in store for them all. )

Not yet. The rain sounds like radio static on a concert amp, the movie that's playing is creepy and weird, and there's not a single living person who hasn't just woken up on the floor. You?