These visions are totally verifiable in current time.
Her visions are limited as to time or location and she has no idea when they might disappear.
Someone touched her, and visions flared across her mind.
His visions were more than just his death; they were the first-person experience of the torturing and killing of many, many others, as if she were mutilating others.
While she couldn't shake the sense of doom that followed her from the visions, she felt more normal, less afraid, at the thought that she'd be rejoining the rest of humanity for a shopping trip with the girls, even if only for a morning.