The picture of my ma in the dreams led me to Mrs Donovan, who told me there are rules to what I can do. She knew my father, and said he had the gift too. A little girl I healed, she recognised me in town, and the people tried to mob around me, but Jonesy got me out of there. And then Samson turned the carnivale into a revival and made me pretend to heal people. Mrs Donovan's son brought her to me, and wanted her healed, but she said she didn't want it so I didn't do it. Now Samson's mad at me, and I think he knows...I can heal things. But in order to heal, I have to take the life from somewhere else.
These dreams are messed up. And it's starting to mess with my head. I don't even know what to think anymore.