Elena was outside in the courtyard, where no humans could see her. She was quietly enjoying the fresh air. Inside, a few quiet screams sounded from the changing humans, she guessed the air in the castle might still be tainted with blood. She was still, not moving, not even breathing. Her face was a calm mask.
Inside of her was a different story, it was a swirl of colors, people, things, places. Some where good, some where just normal, others she did not want to dwell on.
Outside a human was shopping, trying to decide what to get for her family's dinner. Inside the castle, Celia was taking pictures. Ana came out of the hunting room, covered in bright red blood. Stella was chuckling about something. Allegra and Alberto withering in pain reaching out to one another.
Then older visions came: The masters with another pale blond vampire who had tremendous will power. Humans unaware, being shepherded to the feeding room. Elena's father telling her that she should stay away from the two pale mysterious boys. Elena crying for her mother's death on Zane's shoulder. Elena being shown the wonders of vampire life from Derek....
The visions continued to stream in. Hunting the day before had helped her deal with them, but they were always there, sometimes at the back of her mind, as she thought of other things, other times making her give her full attention to them.