Fear and uncertainty gripped them both as they sat together uncomfortably in the converted storage closet that had become his reading room.  Jonas had rarely had a reading so intense, so flowing that it frightened even him.  Something had taken control of his mind and drawn connections that he shouldn't have been able to foresee.  He was a believer in his own divination abilities but this was something beyond that and the study of symbols, body language and other mundane sciences.  He did think he could probe into someone's heart with his cards but not like this.  Never like this.<br/><br/>This was only the third time this had happened and each time it had, that person had gone off to some dark fate, some horrible destiny.  One was dead, the other missing. He had sought psychiatric help after each episode but it had done nothing.  He couldn't put down his cards either; they were a siren that constantly called to him and he had tried to keep the darkness at bay but it was coming back.  After two years, whatever it was moved inside him again.  He furrowed his brow at the thought of it happening again to such a sweet lady like Penny.<br/><br/>"No, please... listen."<br/><br/>He reached suddenly across the table to take hold of her hands, his dark eyes fixated on her own.  He looked determined and afraid all at the same time, the stoic serenity having fled from his face.  The cards sat forgotten on the table, the deck half nudged over by his movement.<br/><br/>"Something is following, watching you.  The crows.  You've noticed them having you?  You were squirming in your seat when you saw the card.  What does it mean to you?  Please.   You have to tell me."<br/><br/>For both our sake.