Last night, during the surprise encounter with Marc, it had occurred to Stefan that not carrying a flashlight seemed like a strange habit if he wanted to pretend to be human. As he stepped into the main hallway of the hospital, he was granted a very reason to keep doing it: a petite woman stood here, her halo of tangled blonde hair as unmistakable as the axe in her hand. That... Yes. That was an axe. Stefan froze and considered taking another route, but she appeared distracted by an unfamiliar man who was talking to her.
Stefan unconsciously closed his right hand into a fist, feeling the silver ring dig into his skin, but he wasn't about to waste the opportunity, no matter what the risk that she might look up and notice him at any moment. This was the fastest route to Elena's room, anyway. He sped up, grateful that the darkness masked his movements, and quickly turned the corner to reach the female patient block.
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Last night, during the surprise encounter with Marc, it had occurred to Stefan that not carrying a flashlight seemed like a strange habit if he wanted to pretend to be human. As he stepped into the main hallway of the hospital, he was granted a very reason to keep doing it: a petite woman stood here, her halo of tangled blonde hair as unmistakable as the axe in her hand. That... Yes. That was an axe. Stefan froze and considered taking another route, but she appeared distracted by an unfamiliar man who was talking to her.
Stefan unconsciously closed his right hand into a fist, feeling the silver ring dig into his skin, but he wasn't about to waste the opportunity, no matter what the risk that she might look up and notice him at any moment. This was the fastest route to Elena's room, anyway. He sped up, grateful that the darkness masked his movements, and quickly turned the corner to reach the female patient block.
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