After what felt like hours they managed to dig a whole big enough to jump in. The moment Elena landed on the ground, which was pretty low, her phone rang. “Now what?” she alisema agitated. She looked at the screen. “Not now, Ric” she mumbled in herself and she pressed decline. It was then she saw she had two messages on her voicemail and Damon had tried to call her. She listened to the latest one. “Oh, shut up, Damon, you’re not going to die” she alisema with a fierce determination. Then she listened to the sekunde one. She let out a cry, grasped her throat and dropped her phone.
Caroline caught it before it hit the ground and listened to Damon’s screaming. She pressed erase and threw her arm around her friend. “Come on. Don’t listen to it. We’re going to find Damon and kick Bonnies ass”
Elena picked up her pick-axe, which she had dropped on the ground, and enclosed it so tight her knuckles turned white.

“I’m going to kill that bitch”
It was pitch dark, but she just followed her intuition and led the other through the maze.

“What is this place?” Tyler asked. He shone with a flash light. At least someone had thought of it.
“Hell” Jeremy replied.
“Elena” they heard someone groan.
Elena started sprinting, not thinking where she was going. She knew where he was.
Caroline, Tyler and Jeremy followed. “Elena, wait up!” Jeremy said, who didn’t have any super speed.

But Elena couldn’t stop. Not until she was sure Damon was still alive.
She stopped when a cage came in view. She saw something au someone lying at the end of the cage.
“Damon” she alisema scared. She ran to the cage, opened it and walked to him. She kneeled and turned him on his back. “Come on, Damon, wake up” she said. She wiped the soot of his face and pulled him in her arms, like she had done in her dream. “Damon, don’t be so damn stubborn and open your eyes” she alisema angry.
“Is he going to be okay?” Caroline asked.
Without looking up Elena said: “I don’t know. He’s unconscious”
“Or…” Tyler started, but Elena cut him off. “He’s not dead, okay!” Tyler raised his hands and Caroline shot him an angry look.
“Damon, please. It’s me, Elena” Elena sobbed.
“Elena?” Damon groaned, his eyes still closed.
“Yes, I’m here. I’m right here” Elena alisema relieved.
“You’re here” Damon repeated.