The Reporter

Lena Carter had always known she was different. Ever since she was a child, she could feel things before they happened—a cold shiver down her spine when danger was near, flashes of images in her mind that later became real. At first, she thought it was just intuition, but by the time she became an investigative journalist, she realized it was something far stronger.

Her big break came on a rainy Tuesday night.

Lena was at her favorite diner, sipping black coffee, when a sharp pain shot through her temple. A vision flashed—a dark alley, a glint of metal, a body slumped against a dumpster. She didn’t know where it was, but her gut told her to move. She jumped in her car and drove, letting instinct guide her.

Twenty minutes later, she pulled up behind an abandoned warehouse. Police tape hadn’t even been strung yet. The victim—a city councilman—was still warm. Lena snapped photos, noted the odd placement of a playing card (the Ace of Spades) near his hand, and called it in. By the time detectives arrived, she had already pieced together a theory: this was a hit, not a random crime.

Her article, "The Ace Killer’s First Hand", went viral. She was the first to connect the playing card to a rumored underground gambling ring. The police followed her lead, and within weeks, they made an arrest.

From then on, Lena was unstoppable.

She’d get a tingle—a headache, a sudden chill—and within hours, she’d be at a crime scene before the cops. A missing person case? She’d dream of a location and find the victim. A corporate scandal? She’d sense deception in a CEO’s press conference and dig until she uncovered fraud.

Her reputation grew. Newspapers fought for her exclusives. True crime podcasts begged for interviews. She wrote bestselling books, launched a documentary series, and even consulted for the FBI. The media dubbed her "The Prophet Reporter."

Of course, not everyone believed her. Skeptics called her a fraud, a profiteer of tragedy. Cops sometimes resented her for showing up before they did. But the results spoke for themselves—cases solved, justice served, and a trail of shattered conspiracies in her wake.

By 35, Lena was a millionaire, living in a penthouse with a view of the city she’d helped clean up. But the visions never stopped. And neither did she.

Because somewhere out there, another crime was waiting to be uncovered.

And Lena Carter would be the first to know.