Stefan and Rebekah were driving. They had stopped to get their selves a late night snack and now they were on their way home.
“Can Du try and call Damon for me, please?” Stefan asked, his eyes on the road. Rebekah conjured her phone and dialed Damon’s number, which Stefan had gegeben her.
“Goes straight to voicemail” Rebekah said. She turned to Stefan. “I’m sure he’ll be okay. He’s got that boy looking out for him”
Stefan shook his head. “Derek’s just a teenager. Damon was in no good shape when I last saw him. I think he might be really sick”
“Then let’s go check on him, so Du can make sure” Rebekah suggested. “Wait, stop here”
Stefan parked the car and they both got out. They were at a part of the straße that was marked with yellow tape. Stefan walked to a passenger and made him stop. “Excuse me, could Du tell me what happened here?”
“An accident” the man replied. “A terrible car accident. He was probably drunk, the way he drove. Then the car got off the road and turned over a few times and caught fire. He died”
“Where is he?” Stefan asked.
“Stefan? I think I found his car” Rebekah shouted.
“Thank Du so much for your help” Stefan sad to the man. He then turned around and ran to Rebekah.
“Is this his car?” Rebekah asked.
“Hard to tell” Stefan said. The car was completely wrecked. He walked to the back and tried to find the license plate. “It’s his”
“Well, where is he?” Rebekah asked.
“That man sagte he died” Stefan said. “The police was here. So my guess is that they’ve taken him to the mausoleum”
“Ehm, Stefan, has it occurred to Du that they might cremate him?” Rebekah said.
Stefan nodded. “We have to find him” he sagte tensed.
“Can Du try and call Damon for me, please?” Stefan asked, his eyes on the road. Rebekah conjured her phone and dialed Damon’s number, which Stefan had gegeben her.
“Goes straight to voicemail” Rebekah said. She turned to Stefan. “I’m sure he’ll be okay. He’s got that boy looking out for him”
Stefan shook his head. “Derek’s just a teenager. Damon was in no good shape when I last saw him. I think he might be really sick”
“Then let’s go check on him, so Du can make sure” Rebekah suggested. “Wait, stop here”
Stefan parked the car and they both got out. They were at a part of the straße that was marked with yellow tape. Stefan walked to a passenger and made him stop. “Excuse me, could Du tell me what happened here?”
“An accident” the man replied. “A terrible car accident. He was probably drunk, the way he drove. Then the car got off the road and turned over a few times and caught fire. He died”
“Where is he?” Stefan asked.
“Stefan? I think I found his car” Rebekah shouted.
“Thank Du so much for your help” Stefan sad to the man. He then turned around and ran to Rebekah.
“Is this his car?” Rebekah asked.
“Hard to tell” Stefan said. The car was completely wrecked. He walked to the back and tried to find the license plate. “It’s his”
“Well, where is he?” Rebekah asked.
“That man sagte he died” Stefan said. “The police was here. So my guess is that they’ve taken him to the mausoleum”
“Ehm, Stefan, has it occurred to Du that they might cremate him?” Rebekah said.
Stefan nodded. “We have to find him” he sagte tensed.
Tyler woke up and found himself chained onto a chair. “What the hell?”
“Oh, no, not hell. Heaven. That’s where you’ll soon be” a voice said. A voice that sounded horribly familiar. A shadow came over Tyler and Klaus came in vision.
“Seriously? Du again? If I wanted to see your ugly face again I would’ve gegeben Du a call” Tyler sagte annoyed. Being imprisoned Von Klaus was getting really old. “Look, whatever Du want with me, can Du just get it over with already?”
“Oh, but of course” Klaus said. He bit his wrist and forced Tyler to drink his blood. Then he grabbed Tyler’s neck and snapped it.
“And now we wait” Klaus said.
“Oh, no, not hell. Heaven. That’s where you’ll soon be” a voice said. A voice that sounded horribly familiar. A shadow came over Tyler and Klaus came in vision.
“Seriously? Du again? If I wanted to see your ugly face again I would’ve gegeben Du a call” Tyler sagte annoyed. Being imprisoned Von Klaus was getting really old. “Look, whatever Du want with me, can Du just get it over with already?”
“Oh, but of course” Klaus said. He bit his wrist and forced Tyler to drink his blood. Then he grabbed Tyler’s neck and snapped it.
“And now we wait” Klaus said.