The Night Before My Birthday, My Late Father Came to Me in a Dream and Said, “Don’t Wear the Green Dress.” The Next Morning, I Saw It — and Realized He’d Been Right to Warn Me.

hold it, and dialed my friend Iris’s number.

Iris Chen was a chemist who worked in the hospital laboratory. If anyone could help me understand what this substance was, it would be her.

“Iris… hey.” My own voice sounded foreign and frightened, barely recognizable. “Can you talk right now? I need help.”

“Liv? What’s wrong?” Iris’s response was immediate continue reading …