[ WP ] You have the ability ( technology/magic , etc . ) to see the future and are trying to make an informed decision about who to vote for in your upcoming open primary .

I ran into the polling station, screaming. 
 
 `` Stop! None of them! Please, stop!'' 
 
 The volunteers at the folding table looked up, shocked. An old woman in a white cardigan stopped in mid-stride on her way to the voting machine. Her hand went to her mouth. 
 
 `` They'll bring death! I've seen the end! Stop!'' 
 
 A burly man in his 50's jumped from the table and ran to put himself between me and the rest of the room. Someone picked up their cell phone and dialed three digits. I saw all this. I saw it clearly. Why was her phone opaque? 
 
 Suddenly I remembered that my shirt was bloody. 
 
 `` Oh. Sorry.'' I looked down and started to untuck it. 
 
 The wind was knocked out of my lungs as the man tackled me. I fell backwards. A tremendous noise in my head, pain, then dark. 
 
 I woke up in... an ambulance? The burly man was talking to a police officer outside the door. My head. I tried to reach it, but all that got me was a loud clank that rattled through my brain like an anchor chain. 
 
 `` Sir, take it easy. Do you know where you are?'' The EMT came around the side of the stretcher to which I was handcuffed. 
 
 `` Please, you have to stop them. Please.'' I was still frantic, but I also felt like I was going to puke. 
 
 `` Do you know where you are, sir?'' 
 
 `` Yeah, the Norwalk polling station. It's the California primary. They have to stop.'' 
 
 `` Who has to stop? The voters?'' The EMT was continuing to work on the line he had in my arm. 
 
 `` We ca n't elect any of them. I've seen it! The death they bring, it does n't matter who. It's the end! They'll bring the end time!'' 
 
 `` What is your name, sir?'' 
 
 `` Ron Fulton. Please tell me you believe me.'' 
 
 `` Let's get you patched up first. Please look straight ahead.'' He clicked on an LED flashlight from his pocket. `` Do you remember what the date is?'' 
 
 `` Of course I do, if it's the primary, it's June 4th.'' 
 
 `` Today is June 7th, sir.'' He closed the back doors as another police car rolled up. 
 
 `` No, it's June 4th.'' My head was spinning. `` I checked the date.'' I furrowed my brow. `` Plus, you said it was the primary today, did n't you? They were in there, I saw them.'' Then I remembered the phone. It was huge and plastic. 
 
 `` What year is it?'' I turned my head to look at the young man. I saw the words'distress' and'detain' on the form on his clipboard. Clipboard? 
 
 `` 2016, sir. Please try to relax.'' 
 
 Darkness closed in on the edges of my vision as my consciousness faded. 
 
 Oh, no. 
 
 Too far. I had gone too far.
