Lyra's POV
The note I found in my room was sent by my uncle,but how it got there remains a mystery I'm still trying to unravel.I hurried to the window,
scanning for any unusual signs,but everything outside appeared normal.Hastily
closing the curtain,I wondered if whoever left the letter might still be
nearby.
Back in my room,I sat on edge,unable to shake off the emotions
stirred by what I had just experienced.Sleep was elusive,and despite finally
dozing off,I woke feeling tired and unrested.
A knock on the door startled me awake.Opening my eyes,I realized
it was morning as Julie cheerfully greeted me,"Good morning,Lyra."
"Good morning,Julie."
"Did you sleep well?You look a bit off,and I noticed you
seemed tense when I walked you to your room."
"Yeah
