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"Open the door please." She begged. I sat down on the floor my hands pressed against my ears as I closed my eyes. Everything was quiet. Memories were coming back. I knew that name somewhere. But I couldn't put my tongue on it. I gripped my locket as I suddenly remember a girls name.

"Amy or Sophie?" I asked.

"Sophie." She said. Once she said that I remember both Sophie and Amy's younger self. We met when we were younger but we had to move due to my father job. I opened the door slowly. She came in with her puppets. She smiled at me.

" I haven't seen you in a while, Lyra." She said smiling at me weakly.

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I shifted uncomfortably. Everything seemed like a dream. Her puppets didn't move. They had looked confused at Sophie and me. I was just as confused as they were.

"Why are you here?" I asked pulling a straight face.

Sophie looked more mature and beautiful. She had definitely grown since we were younger. I'm not surprised we had always been a smart girl since we were kids. I looked at the blonde guy puppet she had. He looked up at me and we kept eye contact. I flinched and looked away. I tried to keep my eye contact only on Sophie which had been difficult. I will admit though her puppets were good looking...too good looking.

"We need your necklace," Sophie said in almost a whisper. I frowned and gripped my necklace.

"Well that's not going to happen," I stated bluntly.

She looked down at her puppets. They had said something too quietly for me to hear properly.

"Lyra I know you-"

"You nothing about me. Don't pull that crap on me." I said. She looked hurt when I said that. It was true though.

I moved when I was 6. It was after she had got injured. When she had slammed her head on the cement. I had convinced my parents, to leave when she got better. They did wait for her to get better but once we heard she was out of the hospital my parents brought an airplane ticket and left. I didn't even say goodbye. I always wonder what happened to her after that day. Now I see what she was doing, she was breaking into stranger's house acting like it was fine.

"Just let us explain," Sophie said. I frowned.

'Fine. You have 5 minutes. If you can't persuade me to stop you then I'll call the police. Do we have a deal?" I said putting my hand out to shake hers.

She looked nervous and back at her puppets. They nodded and Sophie grabbed shook my hand. I grabbed my phone and put on a timer.

"Go," I said.

Before she could open her mouth there was a knock on the door. They all tensed. My mum was at home. The blonde puppet grabbed Sophie's arm but she refused.

"Lyra please," she said. There had been hopeless filling her eyes. She was serious about this. I grabbed my necklace. There was no way she was taking my necklace. The door knocked again. She held out her hand and looked at me. I bit my lip.

"Sophie we don't have time. We'll find another way-"

"No Fitz. We both know that this is the only way." Sophie exclaimed in frustration.

The door opened. The blonde boy tensed and grabbed my arm "Then we'll just take her with us." He said. All of them looked at him as if he were insane.

"Keefe we can't do that. We'll already going to be in trouble for coming here. Can you imagine what would happen if we brought her with us." The brown haired girl said. He looked at me with his hand still gripping my arm.

"Do we have a choice?" He asked them. None of them said anything. Footsteps echoed from the hallway. They all started to panic as they dragged me with them. They were going to jump out of the window. I flinched trying to pull myself away.

"Let me go!" I shouted at the guy named Keefe. He grabbed me and put his hands around my waist.

"Trust me you're going to be fine." He said with a grin. That didn't make me feel any better. As my room door opened they all jumped out. Did I forget to mention that I live in an apartment building about 40 levels high? So imagine jumping off that on the 38 levels. As we jumped I screamed for a very reasonable reason. I closed my eyes as I started to brace myself to die. Everything had been silent as my body started to feel funny. I opened my eyes to see if I died or not. But it wasn't like that at all. I had been at the edge of a glassy river lined with impossibly tall trees, fanning out with their wide emerald leaves among the puffy clouds. There had been a row of castles that glittered in the sunlight. It was too perfect to even exist.

"Why didn't you teleport us closer?" The brown haired girl said.

"Sorry, Biana. I didn't focus enough and panicked and teleported us here." Sophie said a little out of breath.

"Hey, Lyra was it?" Keefe asked. I looked up at him. I had been holding his hand. My face swelled red and I pulled my body away.

"Where am I?" I asked.

Sophie smiled at me. "Welcome to our world." She said.

I stood there dumbfounded and blinked a couple times. "Nope. I'm dead." I said turning around. There was no way I was here. This place doesn't exist. I tried thinking of different possibilities of this happening and I had none to be able to fit.

"Lyra, come back," Sophie said.

"Nope! All of you are insane! While you go living in your strange world. I will be finding my way back home." I said as I started to walk away from them.

"You said you wanted me to convince you. Well, I'm here to do just that. Give me a chance." Sophie stated. I frowned thinking that she was still insane. But she had a point. I was a stranger to this world. I took a deep breath knowing I would regret this later.

"Fine. But once whatever this is is over you have to promise to bring me back home," I demanded. She nodded.

I had followed her and her puppets. It was strange, everything felt new to me. The blonde guy puppet looked at me.

"Are you alright?" He asked. I glared at him.

"I'm mad at you. Turn around," I said. He stared.

"Why are you mad at me?" He asked. I huffed.

"Well I don't know, how about the fact you carried me out a window from an apartment building from the 38 levels and jumped off!" I shouted.

"I don't see the problem," He stated.

"The problem is that I was carried by a stranger who gods know what you want from me and jumped off a building! I could have died!" I shouted.

He smirked, "But I told you that you would be fine." He said.

I stared at him. "Sophie?" I called out.

She turned around to look at me.

"Yeah?"

"You better take your stupid puppet away before I smack the smirk right off his face," I said. He smiled and rolled his eyes.

"Sureeee you would." He said.

I took a deep breath and tried to tackle him but the one called Fitz stopped me.

"Keefe stop provoking her." He stated.

He raised his hands up in surrender "She started it," He said innocently.

"Yeah and I'll be the one who ends it," I said glaring. He shifted uncomfortably.

The rest of the trip we walked in silence until we were in front of a mansion. I stared at it dumbfounded.

I have never been this close to a mansion nor have I ever been inside one, I thought.

We walked in and inside greeted us a huge group of adults who didn't look so happy. They frowned at Sophie and her puppets. Then they looked at me.

"Lyra can you give us a minute?"Sophie asked. I stared at her.

"Where exactly am I supposed to go?" I asked She bit her lip and pointed upstairs.

"Go to my room." She said. I stared.

"How do I know which one is yours?" I asked.

"You'll know. Just go. I'll get you in a few minutes." She said.

The adults stared at me as all eyes were on me as I walked up the steps. Once I got up that's when the rumbling started. I looked around searching for her room. I opened a door to reveal a room with things all in boxes. I peeked inside. Listen, I know what your thinking. Why would I go in here if I knew dam right it wasn't Sophie's room. First of all, that's because I have ADHD. That's not my fault. I walked in the room and looked to look around. I tripped and bumped a box over. I started to mentally curse at myself. I tried to pick up the things that fell out. As I was picking up hoping that the puppets downstairs didn't hear me, I realized I was holding a photograph. It was a photo of a girl with blonde hair and lovely turquoise eyes. She looked around her 20's or about 18. She looked happy.

Is this her room?

I looked around once more.

If this was her room why is everything packed?

That's when I realized something. I bit my lip. I sighed realizing that reason why it was all packed was either she moved out or...she had passed away. I looked down at the picture. She was so young and had everything to live for. I wonder what happened.

"Lyra?" I heard. I panicked and threw everything in the box.

"Lyra?" I heard once more as the door opened. Sophie looked at me and bit her lip.

"I told you to go to my room." She said.

"I tried...I just found this place first..." I mumbled.

"My parents want to talk to you." SHe said. My eyes widened.

"Do I have too?" I asked. She nodded.

"They want to make sure they could trust you." She said.

"Shouldn't that be the other way around?" I snorted. She gave me a serious expression. I lifted up my hands in surrender.

"Okay okay. I'm going." I said.

Sophie walked me to her room where they were going to decide whether or not to trust me. She didn't say anything.

"Who's room was that?" I asked. She looked at me and looked down. She was debating whether or not to tell me.

"If you don't want to share it's fine...I just wanted to know. " I said. She nodded.

"I'll tell you later. When you understand more." She said giving me a weak smile.

"You never told me why you needed my necklace," I said.

"I'll give you the details later." She said.

None of us said anything after that. It was silent. Sophie opened a room door where everyone was in. The puppets I saw before. The older puppets and new puppets that I didn't see before. A man stood in front of me with curious eyes. Then he gasped when he looked down at my necklace.

"What happened?" Sophie asked.

The man's eyes fixed on me. I shifted uncomfortably as the others stared and started whispering.

"You look just like your father." He said.

My heart dropped. I gripped my necklace tighter and didn't say anything. I had a whole lot of questions but they wouldn't come out. He looked familiar. I just couldn't put my tongue on it.

"Where did you say you found her?" He asked.

I stared at him.

"They did not find me. They broke into my house and that one *Pointed to Keefe* carried me and jumped off a building." I said.

Everyone looked at Keefe. He smiled nervously and looked down.

The man rubbed his face and mumbled something saying with the words "You kids."

"Where did you get that necklace from?" A guy around 16, 17 with black hair with silver tips and blue-gray eyes. His eyes looked almost silver.

"My father," I answered.

"Where is your father?" He asked in a more demanding way. I shifted and looked down.

"He died," I said.

The entire room was quiet.

"He died when I was younger," I said again.

The man sighed and looked at me. I knew what he was going to say next. I felt it.

"He loved you very much..." The man said. My eyes widened as I wasn't expecting that. I didn't say anything and looked down.

"He gave you that necklace to show us that you were his child. To show us how much you loved you." The man said. I gripped my necklace tighter.

"Though he loved you a lot. He wasn't very honest with who he really was or what he was a part of." He said.

I stared at him confused. "What do you mean?" I asked.

He looked into my eyes "Your father created you for a reason. Not like everyone else's reason. He made you be something special. He wanted you to live up to his legacy." He said Keefe cringed at the word legacy.

"Your what he was planning all along." The man said almost as if he said his thinking aloud.

Silence ran across the room as everyone was waiting for him to keep talking. A smile peeked from his lips.

"Hello Project Flaradon."