Second Death

What's a nice guy like Mark doing with a life like this? The pressures of his library job are driving him crazy. His father's attempted suicide multiple times--and now he claims it's because of some curse on their family. His sister backs it up with accounts of disturbing deaths of past relatives. His wife's nagging him to see a psychiatrist--or worse, her psychic counselor ex-boyfriend--about the (admittedly) alarming blackouts he's been having. It doesn't necessarily have anything to do with the accompanying vision of desperately charging through a Southern forest pursued by Yankee bushwhackers. Curses and visions aren't real. And they certainly don't happen to a nice, normal guy like Mark. Do they?