Stanley looked at the man in front of him. He was sure that this man had no good intentions at all. He activated his future sight to be careful and was immediately presented with a blur of figures that all were seemingly the man in front of him.
The man stood there in his regular visions, but in his future visions, he was all over the place. There were not tens or hundreds, but rather thousands of afterimages of the man all that did things that he couldn't comprehend.
Every moment the vision changed, more afterimages growing from the previous afterimages.
The future was chaos that he could not quantify at all.
"Urgh!" he stumbled back in pain, his eyes seemingly burning with a metaphysical pain. Stanley could not understand what pain this was.
