Finally, after what seemed like hours talking to strangers and going into weird places, she arrived at what appeared to be an abandoned building. It resembled an old factory of some sort. The place looked completely deserted... from the outside. She walked towards a large metal door and pushed it open. Inside was a completely different world. Caroline took in everything around her: the large space, the large crowd, the music... and the blood. The whole place smelled of fresh blood. She swallowed. "What is this place?" she whispered to herself, feeling her mouth go dry.
She walked inside unsure of who to look for. She looked down at the note in her hand that had the careful instructions to find Klaus. Caroline stared at the note carefully, slowly walking into the building. She didn't notice some of the vampires had begun to stare at her. She stood out among them and it was clear to anyone that she wasn't like them. She looked around trying to find the person that Sophie had listed on the note but didn't see anyone that fit the description.
Caroline turned around and suddenly a man was in front of her, his face inches from hers. He had to be a vampire to move that fast. His eyes bore into her.
"Well, hello there," he said, sounding casual. There was something amusing about the way he spoke.
"H-hi," Caroline blurted out, staring up at him.
"And who might you be?" he asked.
"Caroline," she said sternly, gathering her confidence once again. "And who might you be?" she retorted.
"Marcel," he said just as sternly. "And I run things around here," he gestured to the entire place.
"Maybe I'm not from here." She was amused. She flashed him a smile and he relaxed a bit.
He smiled back. In fact, he was grinning. He was impressed by her bravery and her carefree attitude. Marcel was close enough to smell her. She smelled good. Who is this girl? Marcel wondered to himself. He found himself staring at her for too long and quickly stopped.
"So why are you here?" he asked, genuinely curious. They typically had tourists but none that resembled anything like Caroline. She looked too... pure.
"I'm looking for someone." She was serious once again. "Klaus Mikaelson."
Marcel's eyes grew dark though Caroline wasn't sure why. He gave her a quick smile and was back to normal again. "I've heard of him," he said, amused. What's he getting at? What's his game? she wondered, slightly annoyed that this guy was withholding information from her.
Suddenly, as if on cue, Klaus was next to both of them. He looked upset though Caroline couldn't pinpoint why. What she didn't realize was how close Marcel and her were. Klaus was protective of her and also a bit jealous of their proximity towards each other.
