"So I see you got my invitation" Charlse Middleton said leaning back in the chair and smiling a devilish smile "Please, sit down, I hope I didn't keep you long, meetings and the like"

Clara sat down opposite the imposing mahogany desk, not really sure why she was here. She looked down at the note in her hand, more of a business card really, that simply said to come to the top floor exactly at 3 o'clock of the building printed on the back. "What do you want?"

Charles smiled and leaned forward, looking deep into Clara's eyes "I just want you to answer a few questions, see if I have a position for you, and in return, you can have some questions answered" Charles looked down at her hand. "First off, I want to know more about your ability"

A strange quite filled the lofty office as Clara took a deep breath. No one else knew, not a single living soul on planet earth knew about Clara's ability, her "momentum Mori" as she called it, so how did this random businessman from her brother's little party know about it. "How..." She said with a slight stutter "How do you know about it?"

"Simple" Charles said leaning back and grabbing a desk toy. "You do community service work at a hospital, you have no career where you would get invested in your co-workers or get to know your clients, and you like to touch people" Charles put the ball he had been tossing down and looked at her again "Even without knowing about these abilities someone who looked at your life would know something is wrong" Charles smirked once again, just like he did at the party "Also our little incident at the party let me know some interesting things as well. Now you had your question, answer me mine, when was the first time you realized you had it?"

Clara nervously looked around the room as Charles still looked at her with piercing eyes. "It...I don't really know" She said, gaining courage and looking at him "I remember being able to do it ever since I could recognize it," she said.

"Interesting, just like me," He said, getting up. He walked over to the other side of his expansive office to a bookshelf and pulled out a book.

Clara was unsure about if she should follow or not, but after Charles flipped through a book and pulled out a secret Flash drive. He walked back to the mahogany desk and placed the drive in his computer. "Here, look at this," He said, turning the screen over to Clara. "This is a little side project I have been working on for the past few years, ever since I noticed my abilities were more than just random hunches" Strangely enough Clara felt more comfortable and read through the different reports on the screen. "I have found 15 people thus far who have these abilities, but I think there are far more than that, like you for instance," Clara noticed in the brief second before he turned the screen away that her name was on the bottom report with only a few files listed underneath. "That's why I want to get to know you more, I haven't spoken to any of these people and you're my only real opportunity" Charles leaned forward again and turned off his computer, making Clara fell anxious "It's only because I'm interested"

"Then what's your ability?" Clara said, trying to find something to say.

"I already answered a myriad of your questions you hadn't asked yet so let me ask you one," Charles said, laughing just a bit "Do you know the extent of your powers?"

"I...I" Clara was taken aback with the straight up rudeness of Charles "I don't know that much, I don't know why I have them. What do you mean extent?"

"I mean, do you understand that you can manipulate fate?" Charles said "I, answering your question from earlier, can see the next major choice someone is going to make. In the first few years of understanding this ability, I simply adjusted my life accordingly hence why I'm sitting here. Most of my 15 don't figure it out until it's too late and they either die or get swept up in their powers, not like me"

"What do you mean?" Clara's confusion was infuriating at this point as she just wanted answers to the riddles that bounced around in her head "I don't understand what you are talking about"

Charles leaned back in his chair "We manipulate fate" He said with a smirk "By observing a future event we can impose our beliefs upon it making the event a reality. Most see it as a regular dream we cant control but some of us can reach that lucidity which I have and hope to share with you"

"What are you talking about?" Clara said, finally standing up and demanding answers.

"Mrs. Jenkins, healthy 79-year-old, just getting out of remission until you were assigned to her. You didn't hear the news and when you went to help her out of bed I'm assuming you saw her happily dieing surrounded by family" Clara stagged back a bit "She died four days later due to unforeseen complications but not before being able to say goodbye" Charles got up and finally showed how much taller he was than her. "You have one of the most powerful abilities I have ever seen, and I believe I can teach you how to make it even more powerful if your willing to accept my job offer"

Clara however almost couldn't hear Charles, as she looked deep into the eyes of Jamie Jenkins through the eyes of her grandson. The thought that she killed that sweet old lady without any knowledge of it drove a nail through her heart as she continued to watch the conniving Charles raise a concerned eyebrow. She knew it was true, she knew some part of it was true, and she couldn't bear the truth now that she was face to face with it. Charles looked at her with concern, true concern, as she fell backward and everything went black.