That's not a co-incidence - that's just downright spooky.When I was at school I had to do a local history project. I borrowed a book from the library's local history section and that evening used it as the main source for my schoolwork. That night, I had a dream I was in the graveyard of a nearby church. There was an arched gravestone where two paths met. In the dream, I was trying to make out the name on the gravestone but it was blurred. Next day, of course, I went down to the churchyard - and there was the gravestone exactly as I'd seen it in my dream. It was the grave of the man who had written the book I'd been reading the night before.