On a dreadful night-the 30th of October,the very night that Damon swore to kill you for getting him arrested.You didn't know why,or what drove his obsession with you.But one thing was certain.He wanted you.Dead.

Suddenly,a pair of hands is reaching towards you,fingers twitching in anticipation.You ran,and ran...until your legs gave out and they fell,then you heard a voice coming from behind you.

"Come to me or I'll get you,little devil..." it was getting closer