Kohbah'yohs

It was like the shock that had struck her in the testing room, she thought. She had run into the woman bodily. Stepping back to beg her pardon, she saw the woman's face. That's where the dream went wild, just as her mind had gone wild on that sunny morning so long ago. She saw the woman turn and run like the wind, snaking into the flowing stream of people on the street. Trish followed, shouting, her fists and legs churning through the masses of people. She screamed in hoarse, maddened despair as she saw the figure vanish before her eyes. And then she was leaning against the wall, panting, tears streaming down her face. Unable to understand, knowing only that this was the woman whose face had haunted her dreams all her life, she acknowledged this was the woman she would have to kill.