Effie slid some papers into a folder as she stood at her desk, looking at Dinah when she asked what she remembered. "I woke up in a garden," she said softly, crossing the room to the mini-fridge. "Juice? Soda? Water? Bloo...oh wait, that's Damon's, I haven't thrown it out yet. Umm, I have some of daddy's beer in here if you're interested..."
She grabbed a juice for herself, opening the bottle. "It was beneath the Opera House. The man there said I had been in jail, that I killed people."
Thinks Effie couldn't...wouldn't believe, even though the memories haunted her nightly. "He was mean...I didn't like him."