Eyes rapidly blinking through a mix of tears and rain, Elle's sight started to come back to her. Silver rimmed glasses glinting in the moonlight and an outstretched hand coming into focus, this was how she met David Fudderton. Confused and disoriented David was the person Elle didn’t know she needed, a mentor arriving in her darkest hour. Eyes fading from deep black and back to brown, Elle began to make out the new stranger in detail, the name tag, striped tie, and a general sense of calm worn across their face. As their hands touched for the first time Elle winced, a flash of the first vision crashing over her once again.
Seeing Elle’s discomfort, David took his hand from hers and instead...