By the Pricking of my Thumbs

By the Pricking of my thumbs, is a nightmare I have had for 20 years. Has it come true? In the darkness I hear a sound, a voice calling. I stop to hear the voice cry out, but no one answers. This is stillness, darkness, there is life but beyond what I know it to be. Voices, I hear voices, but no one is there, not really any, not really. I see reflections of the past, but they aren't mine, I see the movement, life and death moments but of whom and why was I brought here? Am I a seer, am I mo...