Stefan can't breathe. Try as he might, he finds that his throat has closed and his lungs are refusing to take in air. His eyes linger on Rosalyn for a moment, before settling his gaze upon the bleeding, half-naked women. How did River even know about that? He hadn't written that down, not about those girls in that whorehouse in New Orleans that he'd indulged in without a care - in more ways than one - after they'd gotten off that train.

There's a few moments of wide-eyed staring and breathes that start and stop, going nowhere as his body refuses to cooperate. A large gasp of air floods his lungs when he finally manages to breathe in, and--

"Enough!" Bloodshot eyes and fangs, Stefan pushes through the haze, this strange grip he feels on the dream, and makes Rosalyn and those girls disappear.