Keep moving and find the door. Great plan. Stiles fully supported the plan. The woods quickly melted away into what looked to be a mechanic's garage. And, oh hey, the door! Right there at the other end of the garage!

In between where a red hoodied version of Stiles was struggling to move on the floor on one side of the room and on the other side a screaming mechanic was about to be crushed by Stiles' jeep.

"Don't look, don't look, don't look," Stiles said as he tried to practically drag Derek towards the door. "Seriously, it's not pretty."