[ reaching out her hand to try and brush it against the wall, she keeps her fingertips against it to help her balance. she can barely see anything save for what his lighter allows her to, and as they walk further away from the library, there's no light—not even a dismal amount—to help her keep her step.

she sighs, ] I feel like this is the moment in horror movies where the killer slams the door shut, locks us in here with them, and then kills us.

[ usually she can stay silent and caroline's the blabbermouth, but without one of her two best friends here, elena feels compelled to fill in the space. besides, it's creepy in here and the silence is just making the hair stand up all over her body. ]

Sorry. My mind kind of goes to slasher films when I'm trapped in the dark.