"It's a dream," William repeated, because that felt like the most important thing, when this vision was so strong he was afraid of losing himself in it. It felt more like the Curse than a dream, actually, a parallel which brought him up abruptly short. Maybe it was trying to tell Spencer something. Maybe this was how a true Seer dreamed.
"Is it always the same?" he asked, coming closer to Spencer. "Do you know what happens next?"