Damon's Vampire Diaries

I had hoped death would be final, but my rude reawakening not only left me nude in the middle of a forest, it left me vulnerable as I wasn't the me I had come to know before...I was now human and I hated it.
I hadn't known how long I'd been dead, how long I had lingered in the grips of death's darkness, if Bonnie had come back with me or even what year it was. All I knew was I needed to get back to Elena, I needed her to know I was alive and that my tango with death would keep me from never letting her go again.
I had every intentional plan in mind until I came home to a deserted Salvatore house. No Stefan, no little witchy portal crossing Bonnie...and no Elena.
The only sign of existence was the dried blood trailed across the doorway.