The way Auradon looked to Xion probably explained a lot. Pretty much everything was in shades of grey and silver, a familiar colour scheme for some. Her black coat stood out sharply against all the pale nothingness. But there were also people hiding in every shadows, eyes following anyone who walked openly. Like you were always being watched, and there was a sense of menace to the watching.

Nothing had much detail though. And the whole of her dream Auradon that existed was what looked like a desire path through grey grass between the school and the crenelated arch by the shore.

Xion was looking around desperately for someone or something that she couldn't seem to find. Even with her hood hiding her face, she was so frantic that it was obvious.

The portals around here were the only real colour in her Auradon, being a swirling of black and purple - The Dark Corridors. She seemed determined to search before going into any of them, but if spooked she might flee into one. Perhaps best to approach her when she was away from any of them