"He kept me in a cage." Caroline's voice came out small, her shoulders rolling forward slightly as she tried to both remain seated and to curl in upon herself. It wasn't exactly a bright moment in her life.

"Outside of Mystic Falls, Virginia. He kept me in a cage and he shot me. Then he would wait for me to heal and shoot me again. He would spray me with vervain and it would burn, then he'd shoot me with darts and..."

Her voice broke, a sob escaping her. "I'm sorry."