It's almost staggering how fast this sends her back. First to the bowling alley, where she, and Luther, and Deigo, and Klaus were all fighting, and then even further back. So much further back. There are tentacles -- that aren't ghostly blue like they were in the Icarus -- writhing under the water and popping out from it, tearing bodies limb from limb, gore and bloodless body pieces flying everywhere.

Knives are whirling through the air. The lowest pitch whistle of the silver through the air, before it slams into bodies, too. Thwack. Thwack. Thwack. She can place precisely where Deigo is by them, as well as where things keep coming out from. She can see Luther out of the edge of her vision and Klaus hiding behind the bulk of him. That same flicker of blue near him as at the Icarus. There's part of her that wants to look, but she's been trained better than that.

Ben said a whole horde of those things are coming their way and her eyes have to be on the water. There's no time for gawking. She knows Luther has whatever it is, and there'll be time to ask later.

All of her siblings placed that one last time as the heads start surfacing out of the water, several writhing gray bodies swarming for them, running through those waves, picking up speed as the water lessens. Back in another life, Allison might have said something, but she's not back in that life, and she still can't say anything. Still. Here they come, and Allison goes running into the surf, sharp smile twisting her lips as she slams into one with a shoulder and spins to kick it down into the wavelets.