A Vision in Death

When people touch me, I foresee their deaths. The visions are mine. Only I can choose what to do about them. While traveling cross-country searching for the blood and pain I'd foreseen in a vision, I landed in rural Ohio courtesy of a kindly soul. Lou was a good woman, a solid, faithful, salt of the Earth type. And on Friday, she was going to die. I'd long ago learned that nothing I did would deter fate's course. But I couldn't leave Ohio without trying to save Lou. Fate, though, had more in store for her than a simple death by hit-and-run. Far more. And her fate brought me face to face with a terror from my own past, a terror I had to stop before it used Lou to unleash the wild magic and create something much worse than the death I had foreseen.