Mystic Falls
Hope Mikaelson, wakes up, she's on a familiar road, the 17-year-old tribride suddenly stands up.
She was in Mystic Falls, but a few things looked different; there is nobody, not a sound except the wind and the footsteps of Hope.
Moving through her family's hometown, the brown haired girl notices that some things are not like the Mystic Falls she knows.
It's like she's stepped back in time, because Hope could swear a car had crashed into her restaurant and it was being repaired, yet it's like new.
They then head for the only place where she could feel, if only a little safe.
She was not reassured in this quiet city, there was not even a cat.
As she heads home, Hope stops having noticed the newspaper on the doormat of a house, she tries a spell so that the newspaper comes to her hand but nothing happens.
And Hope understands that she can't do magic. His plan to contact his family fell through.
She had to go look for it yourself, she glances at the first page that talks about a lunar eclipse that would take place during the day of ...
Hope's complexion whitened suddenly, she looks at the date in the newspaper.
July 22, 2010
Hope couldn't believe her eyes, everything is explained now, why Mystic Falls seems familiar to her but old too.
Hope had taken a leap in the past, as September 29, 2018 is the date that Hope disappeared from her world.
The Mikaelson continues with the newspaper in her arms her path with melancholy, she hated ... This parallel world? She didn't even know where she was, maybe in limbo?
Maybe Hope will never know.
•••
Honestly, Hope had no idea how long she's been here, but if asked she would answer; problem two weeks.
She relived the same day over and over again, still July 22 with a lunar eclipse.
She had spent her first few days trying to do magic, despite the fact that it was damn witches had managed to find a way to block the powers of the great tribrid.
Then she ended up giving up, since Hope had all the time in the world, she combed for days but by force she ended up having no more inspiration ...
Hope was in the Mikaelson's kitchen looking at the back of the July 22 newspaper, specifically the gray crossword.
“Vertical 12 letters…” Her voice is desperate, then she tossed the newspaper in the sink in annoyance.
She decides to go out to the local supermarket, Hope decides to make homemade pancakes. She likes to ride the cadis slightly, to slip away, that made her pass the time.
When she gets home, she starts making (or at least tried) pancakes, and for once, they weren't that gross.
She picks up the newspaper that was neatly folded on the table where Hope was eating.
Hopefully, the Mikaelson looked at the word grid once again, but she watched in surprise as the 12 letter vertical was written: the tyrannosaurus.
Her first reaction was to wonder how she couldn't have thought about it sooner, it was so obvious.
The second is fear, she was not alone here.