I had a friend who could see into the future. We would go out, drink a few beers and with a wink and a smile, he'd tell me exactly how the night would turn out. It would, word for word, happen exactly as he foretold. We used to joke how it was a gift from the devil himself. He was killed last summer, hit by a car as he crossed the road to talk to a girl. They say he never saw it coming.