[Damon drops down beside her. The scalpel hits at the spot where they just were, digging into the stone. He gets to his feet, staring after it. He swallows, and his gaze drifts down the cave. The light has faded, which means he can see. He can also smell the blood, but- but a quick look over her, and the blood's only at her arm.
There are stairs ahead.]
You alright? Think we're almost free. [It's not the first time he's thought that. He hoped Stefan would save him for the first year.
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There are stairs ahead.]
You alright? Think we're almost free. [It's not the first time he's thought that. He hoped Stefan would save him for the first year.
It didn't end up being true either.]