I didn't know I was lost without you

7| Death keeps knocking on my Door

3RD PERSON POV
On a dark a foggy road in mystic falls we see a figure walking in the distance.

Hope Narration: I'm no stranger to death but that doesn't mean I want to talk about it. ( we see student writing letters at the Salvator school) Once a year for Remembrance day were asked to write letters for our lost loved ones. We sign our names fold them up and scatter them throughout the Cemetary. ( We see hope sketching their latest monster) I usually don't see the point in it. Why write to the dead? ( The figure from before walks past the gate of the Salvator school and is close to the front door.) I'd rather not think about it at all. Except lately... Death keeps knocking on my door. 

The figure opens the door and walks into the main hallway. Hope walks into the Hallway coming back from the library where she was and see's the figure. A moment later she sees Rafael run to the girl and hug her as he says her name in disbelief. Hope looks on in disbelief at the fact of Rafael's dead girlfriend standing there.

- DOWN IN THE CELLS WITH DR. SALTZMAN-

We see Dr. Saltzman in the cells with the monster from this week a self-proclaimed Necromancer. He swings a cleaver down and drives it right through the middle of his head. 

Necromancer: Was that really necessary?

Alaric: I told you I need answers.

Necromancer: Why would I help you? You have me in chains. This indignity will not go unpunished.

Alaric: We have been at this for days. Answer my questions, or I'm gonna peel your skin off like a grape and shower you with battery acid.

Necromancer: ( pulls cleaver out of his head.) A rather grotesque effort, considering it will feel like the delicate tickle of a feather. ( Hands cleaver to Alaric)

Alaric: ( Takes cleaver and walks back over to a small table and puts it down looking at other torture devices) All right. ( Grabs a Blow torch) Let's see how this feels.

Hope: Dr. Saltzman.

Necromancer: Oh, there you are, lovely girl. I was wondering if you'd come to visit me again. How's your friend, the one I saw you with earlier, trying to steal an illicit peek at me.

Hope: As we speak, he's having an emotional reunion with his dead girlfriend. And he is not my friend. I hate him and I would tear his guts out in an instant if he ever comes close to me again without a valid reason. As for the girlfriend but I'd assume we have you to thank.

Necromancer: Poor dear. Her spirit was clinging on to him like a vine in winter. It took barely any effort. Just a little wrinkle of the nose, and poor. Young love reborn. You're lucky that's all I did. The way you've treated a man of m stature, you should be ashamed.

Alaric: ( locking the cell after getting out) Literally nobody knows who you are.

Necromancer: That's impossible

Alaric: I'll go check on Raf.

Necromancer: If you want an end to this misery, simply bring me the knife and I'll be on my way.

Alaric: HOPE

Hope walks out of the room to follow Dr. Saltzman. She manages to catch up with him in the Hallway.

Hope: I take it things aren't going well?

 Alaric: He's a diva.

Hope: So what's the plan? I know you don't want to give over the knife, but we can't have him raising the lost loved ones of every person in this school. 

Alaric: I will handle it. I have questions that need answers.

Hope: Okay, well, I'm not sure your methods are the most effective.