Re: Stairwell, going down from the 12th: 7:00 a.m.
“Vaughn,” Stefan repeated the name but it didn’t sound familiar at all. “No. I do not believe it was her. I take it she is a wicked witch as well?” He wondered if she knew many. Or if there were simply many that roamed. Already there was the one who ensorcelled him, and this Vaughn she spoke of. Who knew how many more there were.
She didn’t seem to be responding to his command and if he had the face for it, he would have scowled. The sneeze must be what was impeding upon his ability. He would try again. “I said, you should pick me up. And you can tell me why you know so much about witches.” Perhaps this second time would work better than the first.