Dream start…She woke up with a start, sitting bolt upright, staring wide-eyed towards the opposite wall, the images lingering like the remnants of a devastating storm. Her heart hammered in her chest as she looked around, certain someone, or something, lurked unseen in the far corner. She groped for the light and switched it on.
The shadows retreated. There was nobody there, just her imagination working overtime as usual. Relieved, she flopped back down onto her pillow with a loud sigh. When would it stop?
This latest nightmare was one of the weirdest. A lonely beach, a headland jutting far out into a grey, boiling sea. A lonely figure stood, wearing a dark gown which flapped and swirled in the wind. With one long, outstretched finger, it pointed out to sea, towards the horizon, pulling
