The first chapter of Foreshadowed, reimagined from Lance Hampton's point of view. Prologue PAIN…NOT LIKE A HEADACHE or a sore muscle, but true down-to-the-bones, fire and ice kind of pain. For what feels like a long time—too long—it’s the only thing I’m conscious of. That and the sound of my breathing. Then, slowly, my eyes open. Mom and Dad sit in the seat in front of me. Just like before. But now we’re upside down. Mom’s long dark hair brushes the roof of the car. I mutter