"I was asked to See the events of a murder," Cerise murmured in reply, her lips pressing together briefly into a thin line. "I cannot say more than that, I promised to keep it a secret, but... it was awful, Noah. The vision itself, let alone the headache and exhaustion that followed." As she remembered the brutal murder she'd been witness too, Cerise found herself leaning towards Noah just slightly, exhaling her breath in a soft drawn-out sigh.