You were walking home on a chilly October night in Mystic Falls. Leaves scattered the sidewalk and thunder rumbled in the distance as if a storm was approaching causing you to pull your jacket around you tighter, increasing your speed in hopes of beating the rain. That's when you heard steps from behind you.

You whirled around to see who's behind you, but were met with an empty sidewalk. You had an uneasy feeling that you were being watched, but ran a hand through your hair and sighed. You turned around to continue walking, but the feeling remained causing you to look behind you again, but nothing was there.

You turned back to continue your way home but were halted by a man now standing in front of you, blocking your way. He watched you with a mischievous smile, a predatory gleam in his dark brown eyes.

"Hello darling, I don't believe we've met."