Klaus, Poe, & Elijah
“A different flavor of it at the very least,” Elijah agreed. Not that Orange County hadn’t thrown curve balls at them before but this was the firs time he’d woken up in a random house.
“Elijah Mikaelson,” he offered by way of greeting. “So we’re all in agreement on how we got here...the question is does anyone recognize this place or hae an idea on how to return home? Otherwise I suppose we are just...riding out the insanity.”