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</div>The thing with having hyper experience as an ability was that Terry was constantly receiving the experiences of others throughout history. A good thing if you wanted to experience a conversation or an experiment with Benjamin Franklin or Thomas Edison. She alone could truly say "been there, done that" in both cases, though the two men lived in different centuries. But it was a bad thing if you were experiencing being Joan of Arc burning at the stake, as Terry was, just before Emmy entered the room with attitude. Not surprising, really. History is sprinkled with great events like Alexander Graham Bell inventing the telephone and Jonas Salk conquering polio. But they were rare events compared to death. And she experienced death far more often than those great, but rare events. She experienced death nearly every night and screaming herself awake nearly every morning.<br/><br/>The scream didn't come in this instance, because Emmy woke Terry just as they were setting the brush aflame around her. She let out a gasp and raised her head off her arms abruptly. It took a few moments for her eyes to focus on the girl.<br/><br/>"Nice to see you too, Emmy. But I'm homicide, not vice" she murmured, trying to keep herself calm.  "So pass me a glass, while you're at it. Wait, is that bourbon, Scotch or Irish whiskey?"<br/><br/>She knew Emmy was trying to provoke her, but at this point Terry was past caring.  Besides, a stiff drink sounded like a good idea at the moment.  She preferred bourbon to other whiskeys, but it didn't really matter all that much.<br/><br/>"So what is that nightmare piece of alien technology in the basement up to now?  Shit, how I hate that piece of junk.  It may have given the rest of you all kinds of neat powers, but all it gives me are nightmares."<br/><br/>Mother knew about Terry's nightmares, but told no one else about them.  It was their little secret.  No use traumatizing the children by telling them about "Auntie Terry's" nightmares, after all.  It was really not all that unusual that most of her nights were dominated by murder and death, since humans experienced murder far more than any positive activities and everyone experienced death.  But she never experienced mundane deaths.  No, she experienced being eviscerated by Jack the Ripper, who by the way, was not a member of the royal family, but was a doctor.  She experienced the Black Death and the Holocaust.  She experienced the worst kinds of death, all courtesy of the Matrix.  No wonder she hated the device.<br/><br/>"Did you do anything to cause the device to wake up, Emmy?" she asked as she fingered the keys of the piano, trying to think of something else soothing to play to keep herself calm.  Playing the detective and asking questions might keep the girl too busy to indulge in her melodramatics.