23 OPHELIA CLARK
October 25
I lay awake in bed, thumbing the smooth surface of the covellite stone. The small crystal was definitely influencing my gift. In fact, it might have been working too well. Isra said it would enhance my dreams, but did she mean daydreams, too? It was bad enough that I was barely getting any sleep trying to solve this awful challenge, but having psychic visions while I was awake seemed like more than I’d bargained for. I couldn’t stop thinking about the skinny boy that popped into my head while I was sitting in Doctor Charlotte’s home office. In my vision, he was running for his life, and though I’d never seen his face before, I was positive he was dead now. What does it mean? Is it like this for all diviners? I wish I could just focus on one freaky vision at a
