Chapter 3
Signe sat cross-legged, rocking back and forth, back and forth, staring into the fire further and further until images began to flicker in front of her. The images at first were blurry as the flames leaped higher, but soon they cleared as she focused her mind on the images. She saw Candra in her kitchen, laughing happily as Chris made faces at her. Signe couldn't actually hear what they were saying to each other; she never could. She could only see the images in the fire. Sometimes she could see people all the way over on the other side of the world... she would concentrate on a spot, and then it would appear when she opened her eyes.
She remembered she had seen the rugged outbacks of Australia, and how beautiful the water had looked in the Caribbean. The jungles of Brazil and South America made amazed her, because there were such wonders there that she knew she would probably never see in person. It amazed her, the whole power that she had in her.
Sometimes, although not very often, she would see into the future, like when she saw she was going to get her first bicycle from her mother for her birthday when she had been a child. Or the time she saw Chris fall out of the tree and break his arm, and learned that he had done so a few days after her vision.
She calmly focused in on another scene... of Darren and Daniel at the sound check, which they would surely be doing right now, and when she opened her eyes, there they were: Daniel strumming chords and bars on his electric guitar, and Darren singing songs into the microphone as though the concert actually was taking place right then and there. Although she couldn't hear the music and Darren singing with Anna and Nicole, she knew it was beautiful. She smiled happily, knowing that Savage Garden were going to perform an excellent concert that night.
But suddenly, she imaged wavered a little bit. Signe looked again at it, and thought that maybe she had just lost concentration for a minute and that's why the visions had flickered. But then she looked closely, and saw that it was the concert that was going to be performed that night. The image seemed to pulse with the rhythm
(I must be seeing into the future!)
and the beat that was being played. She saw the crowds of people who were clapping and cheering as Darren and Daniel finished off a song. She vaguely saw herself and Candra
(I wonder where Chris is. Probably in the washroom)
in the front row, clapping their hands. The stage went black, and soon more lights were flashing as the beginning of a new song started. The lights went on, and it showed Darren on the stage, dancing around in a dark red tight shirt. She knew that he singing I Want You from the way his lips moved quickly.
Signe couldn't help but laugh, seeing the way Darren ran up and down the stage and grabbed his crotch playfully.
(Isn't he supposed to save that for All Around Me?)
Daniel stood beside, smirking like a little boy and laughing playfully. Signe giggled as she watched Darren's antics upon the stage. She knew that it was going to be a good concert tonight, because Daz and DJ looked so energetic and the crowd was going wild with delight at the music they were playing.
Suddenly, as Anna walked across the stage, Darren quickly grabbed his stomach without notice and doubled over. Signe looked closer at the image, and her heart beat sped up. Darren was clutching his stomach and was bent over, and you could clearly see a look of unimaginable pain on his face. Red ran over his hands onto the stage
(Oh my God! He's bleeding!)
and his legs shook uncontrollably. He fought to stand up, and jerkily rocked back and forth.
With a look of horror on her face, Signe watched the image closer and concentrated fully on it. She didn't even hear the telephone when it rang.
Daniel had stopped playing the guitar and literally dropped it onto the ground, and so had the rest of the band. People panicked and ran, their mouths wide open in silent screams. Darren brought his hands up to his face to look at them, and they were covered with blood, and his shirt was wet and sticky, with a small bullet hole in the front. He seemed to be trying to shout to someone in the front row,
(Oh my God! It's me!)
but soundless words came from his lips and he wasn't able to talk. Signe could see that he couldn't speak, even though she couldn't hear any of the sounds.
All of a sudden, Darren flew backwards, his legs and arms flying in the air and he landed on the stage 5 feet from where he was before. He lay there, still and silent, as a puddle of blood spread around his head and across the stage. His hair had taken on a dark crimson color, and the side of his head was bleeding profusely.
(OH MY GOD!)