Very, Very Good Girl

Lyra

*"Ssshhh....Sssshhhh...honey don't cry. It will be alright. Stay down. My mother whispers to us, fighting back tears while we are hiding behind the bushes, attempting to escape across the yard. The estate is being ransacked.*

*Who are they?*

*What do they want?*

*Where did they come from?*

*Where is Father?*

*"Lyra Vale....Come out...Come out....Wherever you are. If you don't..they all die.”*