They were different dreams but for some reason, her distinct face and name always ended up in them. It got to the point where I would wake up frustrated and confused, trying to google her name or find out how I was connected to her. After a few months, she stopped showing up and I dismissed it.
Fast forward a few years later, Halloween 2009, I'm in the car with a friend stopped at a gas station. I'm about to pull out and merge onto a highway when I get a phone call from a random number, so I stop the car but no one answered.
There was a person behind me who grew impatient, honked at me, and then swerved in front of me instead of waiting for 2 seconds for me to move. The second they get on the highway, some silver Civic loses control of their wheel and crashes into the car that swerved in front of me. I called the cops and waited at the gas station for them to come.
Turns out the drivers of both cars died. It 100% would have been me if I hadn't of gotten that phone call. I called it back a few hours later out of gratitude and curiosity, and it rang 3 times and went to voicemail.
'Hi, you've reached Aurora, please leave your name and number.'
I've never had goosebumps like that in my life. Called it again the next day. Some woman answers and we get to talking. I tell her my entire story including the dreams I had. She tells me she doesn't know how I got her number and that she never called me as far as she remembers. Weird. I ask her if she has facebook to confirm if she is, in fact, the woman in my dreams. Check her facebook, holy f***, it's her.