"What did you see the second time?"
"The same room, but there were more people."
She told me she had counted at least seven figures. One had been standing near a table covered with papers, while another kept watch near the door. Before she could hear more, the vision had disappeared.
"Did it hurt you?"
"No, but it left me tired."
That answer didn't ease my concern. Her face looked normal now, but I didn't know what repeated visions could do to her. We couldn't treat her gift like something without limits.
I closed the journal before she could touch the symbol again. She watched my hand but didn't try to stop me. I knew she wouldn't like what I was about to say.
"You're not doing that again until we understand it better."
Her expression changed at once. She didn't argue yet, but I c
