Eventually, Sam had to leave the living room. Not for long, he just needed to take a leak and get a drink. He had every intention of being back within a few minutes.

He was lucky he didn't brain himself when the vision hit.

Sam caught himself against the wall as the vision released, ignoring the blood drops that fell from his upper lip. The visions weren't really getting stronger, it was just that they were coming far more often than he was used to. Shaking himself, he headed back for the main room. "Kang? How is he?"