I was talking to my mother about a dress I was to wear to another social event she had planned the family to go to when I felt the familiar darkness overwhelm me. I was having a vision. I knew my eyes had glazed over from the sound of my mother's half sigh half growl. But I could care less right now because I was seeing the most beautiful man ever to be born. He had golden locks and blood red eyes, buff but not extremely and pale skin that made the shadows under his eyes exemplify. He was just standing there in a diner of some sorts but yet I felt that this place was significant. I was pulled out of my vision by the screech of my mother's voice."Mary Alice Brandon are you listening to me?!" "Yes,sorry what were you saying?" Before she could reply Cynthia came running into the kitchen crying. "Never mind we'll talk of this later." I walked to my room still thinking of that man. I woke up to another vision,I was in a dark room with a man wearing a white coat. How was that connected to that godlike man? Thinking of him made me feel butterlfys in my stomach. I would find him no matter what. As soon as I thought that i saw myself beging dragged away by a man muttering"The hospital claims another victim." Without any thoughts of consequence I marched down to my parents room. "Come in"my father called. For a split second I had doubts then the Adonis's face filled my head and I sealed my future with 5 simple words."Mother,father I have visions."