A gift that was so unique that it was instead a curse than a blessing.
She has a power unknown to many.
She could see what others could not.
She could foresee death.
Death of others. Others that are close.
And just days before it occurred.
But it was a curse like no other.
Not because she could not change the events leading to it.
But because she did not know how and where and worst of all, who.
It would always come as a dream; days before and in it would be a few blurred figures swaying around.
But the dream would occur every night from then until the actual event occurs. She knows it will stop, and when it does, she knows why her phone is ringing.