​Alfred Delorme got up one morning at 3 a.m. from a most horrible nightmare. He sat up on the edge of his bed and rubbed his eyes trying to recall what the nightmare had been about. After a couple of deep breaths the dream came back to him in fragmented images. He remembered dying alone in a hospital and then being at his funeral and nobody being there. The priest then cancelled his funeral and sent his body back to the morgue but the morgue didn't want it either so they sent it back to the family and the family didn't want it so they merely rolled it up in a carpet and threw it into a dumpster.

He was a boy who in his youth had visions of the future that he could not explain. He did not know what they were at the time but for Preston Laidman they were real and they horrified his being. By the age of six he drew the connection that what he was seeing was tied to future events that came true. Initially these were minor incidents such as having a premonition of a thunderstorm or the knowledge of the outcome of a sporting event. But by the age of nine his premonitional powers were taken to another level of darker and more sinister abilities, such as foretelling accidents and death. Preston did not know when the premonitions were going to happen or what they were going to be about in terms of specifics. But the young boy could always sense and feel one coming around the corner in his mind. When he got them he became paralyzed and went into a trace like state until the premonition was complete.

There were several episodes in my life where there were periods of time that I could not seem to account for. And I am not just talking about a couple of hours or a day. I am talking about months, usually about three or four. You may ask why I am bringing this up now and the reason is simple: I am now 65 years old and heading into retirement and have nothing better to do with my time, so I have decided to map out the course of my life since my first memories as child. But as I mapped out my life it became apparent to me that every five years or so there were blank periods where I literally could not remember anything that had happened. The first blank space of time that I could recall was when I was about 15 years old and then every five years or so the blanks would happen again, but I did not know why. These missing periods plagued my mind greatly so I decided to see a retrocognition specialist to help me restore these memories. Retrocognition is form of a fortunetelling where one looks back into someone's past to account for missing periods of time. 

​Lloyd Fleeced was at a time in his life where he needed some direction. He had sought out career counseling, talked to his parents and even a priest. All of the answers he got were nothing more than wishy washy. The career counselor put Lloyd through series of tests to see where his talents and aptitudes were, but after nearly a month of tri-weekly sessions the career counselor came up with nothing new. His career options were limited he was told because his skills and intelligence were limited. After he finished with the career counselor he went to talk to his parents. His parents were concerned and listened to him intently but did not really say much. Lloyd's grandfather was also listening and barked out that Lloyd should get off his ass and go get a job at the liquor store. This upset Lloyd as he believed that he had a talent but he didn't know what it was. The end result with his parent's conversation was that they didn't say anything and it was evident to Lloyd that his parents did not want to be responsible for making his decisions,  worried that they would be blamed later. When Lloyd went to see his priest he was told that he needed God in his life and was given a free bible. The priest assured Lloyd that if he committed his life to God he would then find the path to a better career than his current one of working as a labourer at a plastics factory.