Vampire Diaries

Vampire Diaries

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Are you sure this is the place? you asked, your voice low as the group stood outside the decrepit, ivy-covered mansion deep in the woods. The moon was a pale sliver above the tree line, casting long, eerie shadows across the overgrown path. It matches the spell’s location, Bonnie said I’m fine, you said, forcing a smile. I just don’t like old houses that smell like blood and secrets. Damon gave a low chuckle. So basically every house in Mystic Falls. The door creaked open with a push, and the group entered together. The air inside was thick, old, and humming with dark energy. Paint peeled from the walls. A mirror was cracked down the center like a spiderweb. You stared at your reflection—your own eyes, glowing faintly red in the low light. Something happened here, you whispered. We need to be quick, Bonnie said, already pulling out herbs and whispering a spell. This house was part of the original town settlement. Before the founders. Witches used it. And something’s still bound to it. Suddenly, a thud echoed from upstairs. Everyone froze. I’ll check it,” Damon said casually, but before he moved, you stepped in front of him. No. I will. He arched an eyebrow. Oh? Since when do you take the lead? Since I’m done letting people protect me, you answered, and before anyone could stop you, you vanished in a blur up the staircase. You reached the second floor. The hallway stretched like something out of a dream—too long, too quiet. The door at the end was ajar, and cold air seeped through it like a ghost. You pushed it open. The room inside was… still. Dust floated in the air like snow. A child’s doll sat on a rocking chair. And on the wall—written in something old and dark—your name. You didn’t have time to react before the wind slammed the door shut behind you. Then the whisper came. Not outside you, but inside your head. Welcome, little Salvatore. The Vampire Diaries By @Quinnsy_tvdhp