It might be redundant, but it's completely true. I don't like this. Where are we? [Also very stereotypical to say in a situation like this, but she couldn't stop herself from voicing her disapproval. They can't just not be in Mystic Falls, not right in the middle of everything that's going on. Not without a phone, or a car, or really anything at all to help them out.

It doesn't help that wherever they've ended up is cold and dark and seemingly abandoned. The whole situation screams 'trap', but she can't figure out who would do something like this, or why. They couldn't have both been kidnapped without them knowing it. It made no sense. Her free hand reaches up to clutch at her necklace, making sure the vervain locket was still intact. No, nobody could have messed with her memory.]

We really need to find a phone. Or at least talk to someone that's from here, figure out where we've ended up. [All she can think about is how all of their friends, their family, are likely freaking out right now. It's enough to send Elena into a bit of a panic.]