Elizabeth walked the familiar path with the dog pulling her along, the leash taut as she was lost in her thoughts. There were more reasons why she could kill Charles than there were reasons to not kill him. Strangely enough, that was true for Mary as well, Mary's visions were very accurate even if at times they were unpredictable. The visions she had could happen in minutes, hours, days, weeks, or even years. Although the others didn't know, Elizabeth knew how accurate her predictions were.
True enough the things she saw would eventually come to pass; pictures inside of boxes, white monsters with no faces walking on the moon, all kinds of natural disasters, her visions were limitless. Sometimes she sang about them under her breath, last night Mary had come into her room waking her
