The mental enhancements listed in the gold metallic pages promised psychic foresight greater than Cassandra's. Too bad, Erika had no idea who Cassandra was, and that no one had believed her fateful and dire portents that might have averted the Trojan war.
The spell completed suddenly Erika had a frightful headache. It was like a hurricane in her head. She foresaw fires, knifings, robberies, murders, kidnaps, rapes, accidents, assassinations, ambushes, piracies, bombings, train wrecks, ships sinking, kids falling and scraping their knees, and more. Not just in her neighborhood or city, but all over the world. So many horrors, so much pain. What was she to do? Erika held her throbbing head and started to cry. She sobbed uncontrollably, and then she reached for the book bleary-eyed she had trouble reading...