Who: Elena and OPEN What: A confusing dream When: Night of October 1 Where: Elena's dream
It was one of the universal truths about dreams that, generally speaking, one didn't realize one was dreaming until waking. No matter how strange the dream was, the mind didn't really question it at the time. And so, Elena didn't question why she was at a ball. Didn't question why she was the only one in a civil war era gown, nor why the entire crowd seemed to be masked, herself excluded. The only thing she knew was that she felt uncomfortable, not being able to tell precisely who she was dancing with. The eyes and visible features seemed to flicker back and forth, a mixture of Stefan and Damon.
As the music ended, she murmured a soft excuse, stepping back. Leaving him and the ballroom behind as she moved out onto the darkness of the balcony. Feet tapped lightly on the stone as she moved to the railing. The gardens seemed to go on forever.