If this was a joke, it was a cruel one. Not just Ben, but a little Ben. From when they were almost still innocent. Hadn't been exposed to the world and all the ways it could hurt them.
Was she okay? "I don't know, Six. That's a tough question right now." She knelt in the sand, almost involuntarily. He looked so real. So solid and whole and alive. She wanted to throw up. What she really needed was Luther. But he was back at the Academy. He had made his choice and that meant that whatever weird game this was, she was in it alone. "You can call me Allison. But...you might know me better as Three."