[This is really starting to freak Allison out. Not just because it's--well, crazy, but because of this dread she can't shake. Once again, her mind drifts to muscle memory, wondering if this ice ball in the pit of her gut is something she's used to feeling without remembering...
The memory thing alone is enough to move her from skepticism to faith. So she nods.]
Yeah, sure. On one condition: you tell me why. What is this, are you psychic or something?