A Part of Me I Didn't Know I Was Missing

Lyra

The whooshing sound surrounding me is unfamiliar and confusing. “Her heart rate is elevating. I’m hitting her with another dose,” somebody says near my head. I attempt to move, but my body feels weighted down, as though invisible chains have me anchored. My limbs refuse to obey. Everything sounds like I am submerged under water.

A sharp, sterile scent burns my nose, and I can feel the cold b