Chrysanthemum strolled through the back alleys of Mystic Falls, reading a tome of a spell that can summon a Dullahan, a possessed hollow suit of armor.

"There has to be some trick to casting it," she groaned. "I've tried pronouncing the incantation multiple times in a variety of ways, neither of them ending up desirably." She reached a park bench.

"Maybe a place to sit would help me concentrate more."