"Just normal dreams while sleeping," she replies with a shake of her head. "Usually. I can... do the time reversal thing at-will, now I've figured out how. Not just in a moment of panic. The... thing I thought I saw in Mr Jefferson's class, though, that I thought at first was a dream... I've seen it again since then."

The memory is there whenever she closes her eyes. The storm dwarfing the tiny coastal town, raging winds scouring, giant drops of rain stinging where they hit her, the nerve-jangling electricity in the air.

"'Seeing' is the wrong word, though, I think. I didn't see the storm, I was there. I was then. It was real. It... will be real." Tenses are hard, with time travel. "A tornado is going to destroy much of Arcadia Bay, this Friday."

Unless she can do something to change it, and save the town. Like she did for Chloe.