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✨ — the heretic didn't have more than a vague memory of the werewolf in front of her, but she knew him from picture, stories told by her mother and her aunts, and she hesitantly asked "... tyler?"

Tyler nodded. "Looking for someone?" he asked, motioning to the map in front of her. He knew the start of a locator spell well enough by now.

“Well, you may want to get that checked out.” Tomas commented before he nodded his head. “Seems like a lot of people passed out from whatever happened. Not sure why.” Although he had an idea it was something similar to the previous events that had happened in New Orleans prior that day.

“Eh, it’ll heal. Wolf perks.” He smirked, although it did hurt right now he knew he’d fine soon enough. “I’m sure it has something to do with everything else that’s been going on. If we could only figure out what that is.”

"But who else will fix it?" she asked a bit sadly. If she didn't do it, who would step up and do so? She couldn't risk the idea that no one else would do it.

“We will all figured it out, like we always do.” He stated simply. “Just… take a breather okay?”

Bonnie winced, holding her head as she sat up. "Do you feel okay? Anything feel different or weird?" She looked inside herself, making sure her magic was still there, that everything felt the same. Aside from the ache of exhaustion, she felt fine.

“This whole place is starting to feel weird.” He said. Knowing that wasn’t what she meant. “I’ll be alright. You okay?”

Summer felt a little more at ease when she saw Tyler, she knew him, knew he was a friend. But he was also a police officer, out looking for her to take her back. "You want to take me back, blame all of this on me. I won't go." She said, shaking her head.

Tyler shook his head. “I know you didn’t kill anyone.” He said simply. “I need you to tell me what part you did have in this, so I can help you.”

“I wouldn’t be mad if this place burnt down, as long as we all weren’t here to see that happen.” He noted.

"I don't know," Keelin admitted. "People just started passing out, but it doesn't seem to be connected to species or gender or age or dead and alive, or anything like that."

Tyler just nodded at the information. “Add it to the list of weird things going on in here.”

"Great question, don't know," he said honestly. "Select people seem to have just... passed out all over the city."

“I’m sure it has something to do with everything else that’s been going on.” Tyler was growing more frustrated with the lack of answers.

"Anytime, friend," he winked, sitting back in his seat, "and your lucky, I gave you a dry one - could've gone with that pee soaked one in the corner"

“Which doppelgänger are you?” He groaned, it was getting harder to keep up.

“You know you have a lot of people on your side.” People who are always willing to fight for each other. “Are you okay?” He knew it was a dumb question, she had lost her daughter.

Tyler understood the other’s anger, in fact it reminded him of his own when someone made him mad. “That’s enough.” Tyler said sternly, talking to everyone, aside from the one knocked out.

It's been a full day now, since Summer had run away from the police station. She knew what they were going to do, they were going to blame her for everything that happened, she could already tell. And while she had been the one to blame for the storm in New Orleans, she had nothing to do with the one in Mystic Falls. And she certainly didn't have anything to do with the deaths that were happening in the prison world. Summer realized now that running might not have been her brightest idea, but she had made up her mind that they wouldn't even give her the chance to defend herself. Summer heard a noise coming from outside the abandoned building. She had used a spell to hide her location but she was smart enough to know that a stronger witch, or maybe even a group of them could find other ways to locate her. Or they might have found her using something else, she didn't know. Summer was standing in the middle of the abandoned building, waiting for whoever it was to come in, hand raised ready to send whoever it was flying across the room. @btiesstarters

Tyler wanted to be the one to find Summer, afraid if a different officer found her first they wouldn’t give her the chance to defend herself. He had to admit that running the way she did hadn’t looked good, but he knew her. “Easy, Summer. I’m not going to hurt you.”

“We’re doing to figure it out, Care. I promise.” Tyler had just woken up himself, still a bit groggy from whatever had just happened. He offered his hand to her to help her up.

Tyler helped the other to his feet. “We have several bigger issues than we initially planned for.”

Following Tyler, Elena sat down in an empty chair nearby, her breathing still all over the place. "Why would she leave like that?" She asked, although if she was honest she knew her daughter all too well and it wasn't completely surprising that she would take off the way she did.

“I don’t know.” Tyler shook his head. “It’s assumed she knows something, or maybe even has something to do with it. Now, I don’t think she’s responsible for killing anyone. Maybe she knows something. Do you think she’d be protecting someone?”

Tomas had been checking out everyone that had fallen. none of this was making any sense at all, people dropping like flies. "are you okay?" tomas commented as he looked at the other for a moment. "what happened?" maybe asking what had happened will help him anyalise the situation.

“I must of hit my head when I passed out.” Tyler was still groggy, but he looked around and noticed the chaos. “Others passed out as well?”

“What the hell happened?”