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JEREMY WAS BRINGING THE NEW PETROVA DOPPELGANGER A SANDWICH. A lot had happened, and now, they had a two-thousand-year-old woman that looked exactly like Elena in the Salvatore cellar. Charlie was really desperate to go talk to her and see how and who she was, so she tagged along with her boyfriend to bring her some food. When he placed the plate down, she flinched back. "Relax. I'm — I'm just bringing dinner."
"I know you," she commented, sliding the plate over to her so that she could get some food. She must have been starved since she hadn't eaten in a really really long time.
Charlie crouched down and began untying the ropes from the woman's hands while she and Jeremy spoke. She was already in the cellar and terrified. She did not need to be tied up as well. The Gilbert boy shook his head. "I don't think so."
"You're the hunter," she pointed out, and both of the teenagers in front of her looked up at her in confusion, wondering how the hell she knew that. She sighed and shook her head, explaining, "I never forget a face, but Silas killed you. You're dead."
"I was. I came back," he informed her.
"How? I said, how?" she questioned, asking again when he did not answer her. All of a sudden, she turned and looked at the wall like there was someone there. "It was you, wasn't it? You're a witch. You brought him back."
Charlie furrowed her eyebrows. "What the hell?"
"Of course I can see you. I'm not blind. I have eyes," Amara answered a question that was never asked. She then glanced between the spot on the wall and the baffled look on the Lockwood girl's face. She seemed to have a lightbulb moment. "Or are you dead? I get so mixed up. I can't tell the difference between the living or the dead."
"Can you see people on the Other Side?" Jeremy asked, his eyes widening when he realized the conversation that the crazy doppelganger was having with the exposed brick.
The hybrid finally gave her boyfriend and stern look and quizzed firmly, "Will one of you please tell me what the hell is going on?"
"Bonnie. She can see Bonnie," he answered, and her eyes widened when she glanced over to where Amara was looking. She smiled, and although she could not see, Bonnie grinned back at her, feeling like someone could see her even though she knew that Charlie had no idea if she was even there.
