Finn came through.
He went to see
the monster last night. He brought back something that belonged to it.
A pack of cigarettes.
Perhaps smoking will prove hazardous even to a vampire.
It feels good to be able to kid like that. Everything is ready. It feels like things are rushing forward suddenly. After years of waiting, tonight the monster will finally pay.
Finn offered to help with what I have to do, but...this is something I have to do alone. And not just because that's what Damon's instructions say. This is the end of my journey tonight, and while I appreciate the help Finn's given me up to now...tonight just isn't his fight.
Although I did say he was more than welcome to watch the monster die. He seems happy with that.
I don't know how hard this will be. I don't know what to expect. Damon's notes say nothing about that, only what to do. For all I know, this could kill me tonight.
I'm fine with that, so long as the monster dies with me.
How fitting that this should happen this weekend. It's almost poetic.
Happy Mother's Day, Mom.
Now you will be avenged.