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Chapter 92
She saw a tiny hint of surprise in Dr. Clerval’s eyes, but that was the extent of his reaction to her claim. She could only imagine how skeptically any of her science professors would have reacted to such a claim.
“What do you mean by ‘came true?’” he asked.
She described the dreams, and then told him about the news stories and the YouTube video. “I remember hearing about that thing in Higganum,” Dr. Clerval said. “I didn’t pay too much attention to it—I just figured it was a prank of some sort, probably teenagers with too much time on their hands. Your dream certainly casts a different light on it, though.”
“I might have chalked it up to coincidence,” Leesa said, “except for that tri-cornered hat. And then I had the dream about the dead girl at the window.”
Dr. Clerval took another long pull from his pipe and blew the smoke out through pursed lips.
“Pre
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