LYRA'S POV
“Casey?“ I scrambled to my legs. Was I still dreaming, or was I magically transported back into the past?
“Shhh.“ She looked around frantically.
“How are you here?“
“Will you shut up?“ I told myself that I must still be dreaming.
“I won't.“
“Do you want me to get caught?“
I had to be dreaming because how else would Casey be in front of me right now? She suddenly pinched me, and I yelped.
“Ow. What did you do that for?“
“I'm real. Now, stop screaming.“
“But how?“
“How what?“ She rolled her eyes, and I realized that I could see the room clearly. She had a torch in her hand.
“How are you here?“ She was about to say something when the door clicked open. Casey hurriedly dove behind one of the huge statues in the room.
Elder Thalia entered. She clicked the door open.
