Gerard nods thoughtfully. "I did catch a broadcast on the radio about it. They're calling it a fire that got out of control. I imagine that's the preferred story. Keeps things simple." He steps into the closet and hangs your coat carefully beside the rest of your outdoor wardrobe as you walk to the living room and sink down into a plush chair.
Just one moment is all you need. Just one moment of peace. You close your eyes and let your mind drift as the world settles around you.
You're not sure when you dozed off or for how long, but you're suddenly jolted awake by a knock on the front door. You listen as Gerard leaves his office and goes to answer it, inwardly groaning when you hear Jordan's voice. It's not that you don't like her per se, but you're really not sure you're in the mood for unexpected company. What now? What could she possibly want after a night like this? Reminding yourself to be polite, you stand from the chair and brush down your wrinkled clothes before walking to the door.
"Hi, Jordan," you say in a neutral tone. "What can I do for you?"
Gerard interjects. "Everything's okay here, sir?" You nod and he steps away to afford the two of you some privacy.
Jordan smiles nervously. "I know it's kinda strange for me to just show up like this, but you have to hear me out. I had another vision and once it was over I just had to see you tonight. Something big is happening soon and you need to be ready for it"