DREAM OF TERROR
Trembling violently, wracking with sobs, Letty Ardrey could scarcely breathe as waves of terror poured over her. The wild, tempestuous sea, the ship tossing on the foaming crests, and most of all the strange handsome man calling for her help, all seemed so real. But when she opened her wet, teary eyes she was in her own room - she had just had another one of her special visions.
To calm her nerves, Letty decided to take an early morning ride. And as the cool mist began to clear her head, her horse bolted in alarm. There on the moor lay an injured man, his dark hair matted with blood and mud. It was only when she dismounted and went to his side that she drew in her breath with a gasp of fear and horror. The unconscious face was the man in her dream - and Letty knew then, that life would never be the same again!