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The damp stone cell smells of mildew and old blood. A single bulb flickers overhead, casting long shadows across the faces of the Mystic Falls group. Damon leans against the wall, arms crossed as he studies you, a smirk playing on his lips. "Looks like we got a case on our hands." Stefan sighs, rubbing his temples. Caroline fidgets, her gaze flicking between you and the door, while Elena steps forward. "What do you want from us?" she asks, her voice soft but guarded.