I attempted to dream about Miss Lynne. She approached me after I made my position known to the group, and we agreed to dream about one another to test our abilities.

Unfortunately, even if the demons hadn't struck her down, my dream wouldn't have been useful - I didn't see anything. Either the Incubus prevented me from using my gift last night, or Miss Lynne died before I could check her; I suppose it's a moot point either way, now.

...Thank you for keeping your attack dog in check, by the way. It's appreciated, especially since his arguments were starting to get a little nonsensical.