I have nothing to look forward to. Eighteen years old and every vision Ive ever had, every memory of the future; theyve nearly all become real memories now. What you would call the past. Ezekiel, eighteen and clairvoyant, knows the end is coming. Hes been expecting it for years. But with mere weeks to go, he may have finally met his savior. Her name is Mona, and she filled his visions long before she walked into his life. The question is why?
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