" You do realise the consequences." He asks firmly. But with that tone of his it sound's more like a command, something he expects me off knowing. " Yeah, I know. But what are you gonna do? Lock me up? " I reply ,a smile tugs at the end of my lips. " We both know that hasn't worked, but maybe this will " " What? " I stare at him in confusion, Lowering my gaze to find a syringe in his hand then in a flash it's gone ... and in me. " What did you do... " But before I even get a reply , my mind begins to buzz as my eyelids become heavy. And even before I can shout at him, I hear something fall , probably me. ~~~~~~~ Lyra Burke is not a happy person. For one thing she hates where she lives but can't seem to move out. She hates the people around her but can't seem to get of rid of them. And most of all she hates the fact that she has to sleep. Because that's when the nightmares start wizzing through. Scenes of her doing unspeakable things, blood on her hands slowly forming into a gun that she's pointing at someone as well as talk of deadly missions and savage exchanges. She knows it's all fake, she's been told it's all fake. But what happens when a mysterious someone appears into her life, telling her that these things meant something , or who she really was? And what happens when this person asks her to come back? Tell her they need her again? Will she listen or will she fight back ? But to be honest, she doesn't know herself who she is , she's just... Clueless.