On July 28th, 2010, I had a strange vision. Since it involves someone very close to me (he's a rapper who I've been making a relationship with, I think he's the right one for me, from the depths of my heart), I will change the names.
I was "told" the place I was in the vision was Milo, Maine. There is a "drag" of old, abandoned "Gangster vehicles" on the side of a road, they go at least 500ft into the forest, there. I have never been to Milo, and I never knew that until after the vision, and I did research on the town of Milo. I found the information about the strip of gangster cars from (gonewiththe-sin.deviantart.com), and only because she had taken photos of them and I happened to find the photos. There is nearly no information about this "drag" on Google.
I plan on visiting this drag sometime, probably next year, to see if I get any "feelings" there.
I saw myself riding with Pookie in a battered old "gangster car" that was primered in dark red. It was in the 1920's. He looked almost the same as he does now, except he was dressed as a gangster. I had a pixie cut hairstyle and brown hair (my hair is naturally a dirty blonde to light brown), I was also dressed as a gangster. Later I saw him pull up at a house to pick me up, his car was painted the most beautiful shade of crimson red (normally the gangster cars in the 1920's were always black?). It was complete with pure white curtains in the back windows, and it's motor purred like a kitten. I was so happy for him in the vision, I ran down the steps from the porch, and hugged him tight, then kissed him. We left and started driving down a long "drag" that was flanked on one side with huge ancient oak and pine/fir trees, it looked like some small trees had been planted recently also. A black "gangster" car similar to Pookie's came up behind us fast, the driver was mad, pure evil mad. He chased us down the road until Pookie lost control of the car, it was raining hard and the road was wet. It rolled with us in it, into the forest of oaks and pines/firs. The guy got out of his car and came looking for our car, which he found it easily. Pookie told me to get into the back and hide in the "trunk" area (it was closed in like a hatchback?) and I did. He grabbed a handgun (I believe it to be a Uzi or Revolver), and waited for the guy. I heard swearing and gunshots, then silence. As I crawled out of the "trunk" area, I started crying. The guy had shot Pookie in the ribcage, and he was dying. I tried to help him, tried to keep him alive, to no avail. He looked me straight in the eyes and told me he loved me, and to never forget that, then he kissed me.
I "snapped" back to reality, and was crying so hard my head hurt. I did not start crying after the vision, it was when I was having the vision I was crying, it was like I left my body and "time traveled" or something.