{"id":336,"date":"2009-03-17T22:37:00","date_gmt":"2009-03-18T04:37:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/alannacoca.wordpress.com\/2009\/03\/17\/wip-excerpt"},"modified":"2014-08-01T02:38:27","modified_gmt":"2014-08-01T08:38:27","slug":"wip-excerpt","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/alannacoca.com\/blog\/2009\/03\/wip-excerpt","title":{"rendered":"WIP<\/span> Excerpt"},"content":{"rendered":"

As yet unti\u00adtled, or hes\u00adi\u00adtant\u00adly titled either Pre\u00adja Vu,<\/em> or Pre\u00adview<\/em>, I haven\u2019t yet found one that smiles at me. Feel free to sub\u00admit suggestions! \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n

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You look like shit.\u201d
\nRyann looked at her friend, who was steer\u00ading back into ear\u00adly morn\u00ading traf\u00adfic. \u201cThanks a lot, Ash\u00adley. I know I can always count on my best friend for some encour\u00adag\u00ading words.\u201d
\n\u201cYou also know that you can count on me to tell you the truth,\u201d she shot anoth\u00ader apprais\u00ading glance at Ryann who had flipped the visor down to check the truth\u00adful\u00adness. \u201cDid you stay up all night work\u00ading on those sketches?\u201d
\n\u201cNo, actu\u00adal\u00adly they came togeth\u00ader sur\u00adpris\u00ading\u00adly fast. I was done by ten. Wait \u2018til you see them; I added an atri\u00adum on the south fac\u00ading entrance. Remem\u00adber how Mr. Brackus want\u00aded to bring the out\u00addoors in?\u201d
\n\u201cYeah, I can\u2019t wait to see them. Your archi\u00adtec\u00adtur\u00adal genius nev\u00ader ceas\u00ades to amaze. Now, tell me what\u2019s up. You had a dream, didn\u2019t you.\u201d It wasn\u2019t a question.
\nRyann sighed, and pressed three fin\u00adgers against her fore\u00adhead, as if that would keep the dream from begin\u00adning again. \u201cI had a dream,\u201d she said simply.
\nAsh\u00adley kept silent through\u00adout the remain\u00adder of their com\u00admute. Ryann was glad for it; Ash\u00adley seemed to know when to push and when to back off. Soon she drove the lit\u00adtle four cylin\u00adder hatch\u00adback into the cov\u00adered park\u00ading garage and found a park\u00ading space. It took a moment for them to adjust their eyes to their dim sur\u00adround\u00adings. Ash\u00adley cut the engine and turned toward her friend. \u201cSo do you want to tell me about it? I assume it was a death dream this time, oth\u00ader\u00adwise you wouldn\u2019t be look\u00ading like a corpse yourself.\u201d
\nRyann\u2019s dreams had been a dai\u00adly dis\u00adcus\u00adsion since the two met in col\u00adlege. A few years ago, one of her dreams had made head\u00adlines a few days after she detailed it over cof\u00adfee one morn\u00ading. Anoth\u00ader time Ash\u00adley encour\u00adaged Ryann to make a report to the police. It turned out to be a good thing she had, it had saved a lit\u00adtle boy\u2019s life. After that, they began watch\u00ading the news\u00adpa\u00adpers close\u00adly for more proof. They final\u00adly assumed that each of her dreams had become real\u00adi\u00adty, and the friends would spec\u00adu\u00adlate on any pos\u00adsi\u00adbil\u00adi\u00adty of find\u00ading the sub\u00adjects of the dream.
\nRyann didn\u2019t dream about peo\u00adple she actu\u00adal\u00adly knew. They were strangers. There was no con\u00adnec\u00adtion that they could find between any of them and Ryann her\u00adself. Each dream was a mon\u00adu\u00admen\u00adtal moment in the lives of these strangers. Why that moment came to her in a dream days, some\u00adtimes weeks before the event, was still unknown. Often the dreams were set in anoth\u00ader coun\u00adtry, its par\u00adtic\u00adi\u00adpants spoke lan\u00adguages that Ryann could only some\u00adtimes iden\u00adti\u00adfy. She saw snip\u00adpets of births, first steps, can\u00adcer remis\u00adsions, car acci\u00addents, grad\u00adu\u00ada\u00adtions, and the most dis\u00adturb\u00ading: deaths. Any\u00adthing that could evoke a strong emo\u00adtion\u00adal reac\u00adtion, Ryann would be an invol\u00adun\u00adtary observer.
\nRyann met her best friend\u2019s gaze. \u201cYes, it was a death. A murder.\u201d
\n\u201cOh, God.\u201d Ash\u00adley knew that a mur\u00adder meant Ryann would spend the next few days try\u00ading to find the vic\u00adtim before the event. The pos\u00adsi\u00adbil\u00adi\u00adty that the com\u00adplete stranger would be found before being mur\u00addered was prac\u00adti\u00adcal\u00adly impos\u00adsi\u00adble, and they both knew it. They both also knew that Ryann couldn\u2019t pre\u00adtend that she didn\u2019t know about it. If there was any way she could save a life, she would. \u201cTell me about it,\u201d she said softly.<\/p>\n\n

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As yet unti\u00adtled, or hes\u00adi\u00adtant\u00adly titled either Pre\u00adja Vu, or Pre\u00adview, I haven\u2019t yet found one that smiles at me. Feel free to sub\u00admit sug\u00adges\u00adtions! \ud83d\ude42 You look like shit.\u201d Ryann looked at [\u2026]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"wp_typography_post_enhancements_disabled":false,"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"footnotes":"","_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"twitterCardType":"","cardImageID":0,"cardImage":"","cardTitle":"","cardDesc":"","cardImageAlt":"","cardPlayer":"","cardPlayerWidth":0,"cardPlayerHeight":0,"cardPlayerStream":"","cardPlayerCodec":""},"categories":[9],"tags":[],"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/p3WdCY-5q","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_likes_enabled":true,"post_mailing_queue_ids":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/alannacoca.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/336"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/alannacoca.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/alannacoca.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alannacoca.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alannacoca.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=336"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/alannacoca.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/336\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/alannacoca.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=336"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alannacoca.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=336"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/alannacoca.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=336"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}