Dean slammed into Isabel's side, sending her to the floor. For a moment, Isabel was too stunned to realise what had happened, so focussed as she had been on Claire. She started struggling, not thinking of using her powers.

"Let me go!" she screamed, but the man was far stronger than her physical strength, and as she pushed against his weight, what people were saying to her started to sink in.

This wasn't Tess. She just looked exactly like her. Somehow.

But how could they know? She could be lying. She was good at lying. She could have mindbursted all of them to believe whatever she wanted them to. It was Tess' special gift, like Isabel's dreamwalking.

Dreamwalking.

With more ease than she had ever done to a waking mind before, Isabel plunged into Claire's consciousness. Only moments later she came out again, gasping and shuddering. Claire had a human mind, and she was genuinely confused and terrified.

Isabel started to cry.

"I'm sorry," she said. "I'm sorry. You look... you look exactly the same as her. Perhaps... you should go somewhere more comfortable. Get a doctor to look at you."

She looked around at everyone who'd seen her openly use her powers. A decision clearly had to be made if she was to gain any trust from any of them again.

"And I'll tell everyone who I really am," she said.