A Nightmare While You Are Awake

I wanted to share my experience because I still wonder, what should I have done different, would it have made a difference, and finally why did I have so very little control is there a way to gain more control and really know what do to if it happens again. Several years ago, my husband had gotten a DUI and part of his probation was that he was suppose to go to alcoholics class, but he refused to go because he didn't think he needed it, well that only went so far and they ordered him to go to a alcohol and drug treatment center. Anyway it was a long ways to go and visit him, so he found out that some of the other people in there with him had family who lived close to us so he suggested we car pool. I road there with a lady who I thought was nice and had pretty good character, but we picked up another one the way who I instantly didn't trust but I just thought I was being silly I should at least be nice and just get through this. So that is what I did. When we arrived there everything was fine, normal anyway, but as soon as I saw her with her boyfriend I saw blood, it was like a cloud of blood was all around them, and I knew that something very bad was going to happen, although I had no Idea what, I had a strong urge to talk to them and tell them not to do it, to tell them something very bad was going to happen. My husband saw the look on my face and asked me what was wrong, when I told him he clearly didn't believe me, and he really did not want me to say anything to them, but the urge was so strong I was going to do it anyway, I wasn't listening to him so he pulled me around the corner where it was more private and told me that especially if I was right I should not say anything to them, because we didn't know them and if my feeling was that bad no telling what might happen if they thought I knew what they were planning maybe they would come after me. Well that scared me as it was something I hadn't even considered. So I didn't say anything. I made Randy promise me to stay away from that guy and not let him know where we lived or anything, he told me he was a roommate of his and he thought he wasn't that bad but he finally promised. He came home later that week and I was so relieved that we wouldn't have to see those people ever again, but a few weeks later I was watching the evening news and there was a breaking story about an elderly man who had been murdered in his home, as soon as I saw it there was a flash, I knew exactly what happened and I knew that it was the couple from the rehab who had done it. I told my husband that I was calling the police, and he said and tell them what you know who killed this man you've never met, because you had a feeling. I knew he was right they would think I was crazy after all he loved me and knew me and I could tell he thought I was losing it. So I didn't call, but they caught them anyway. So I knew for sure without any doubt that I was right. Even my husband had to admit, I was right. I have had other experiences but none like that, and I still wonder what if I would have said something to them, would they have come after me, or would they have never killed that poor man. What should I have done and what would I do if ever faced with something like that again?