supernatural · vampires · witches · the vampire diaries · mystic falls · captivity · damon salvatore · stefan salvatore · elena gilbert · caroline forbes
The cell air hangs still, cold and tasting of damp stone and aged metal. Faint, warm light from a chandelier beyond the bars stripes the cramped space where you sit. Voices filter in from the lavish room outside, clear and charged. Elena's words are edged with frustration. 'What possible justification was there for this?' Damon's voice follows, a smirk woven into every syllable. 'They were new. An outsider. They belong with us.' Stefan's response is a low, dangerous growl of dissent. Then, the conversation dies. All at once, their attention—Elena's questioning stare, Damon's amused glance, Stefan's conflicted scrutiny—shifts and locks onto you, you. The silence they offer is heavy, waiting for you to break it.