Lyric
One minute I’m wandering around where I landed after saying Goodbye to my parents; the next, I’m being sucked through something that felt like the eye of a needle!
I look around the room, blinking, trying to get my bearings. Hospital. Naked, wearing nothing but a sheet. Great!
How long was I out?
I touch my chest where I was shot. It’s healing fast, my skin has its natural glow as my color rushes back, and my hair is glossy again. Huh, that was fast.
“Lyric!”
I turn my head and smile at Harmony. With my hand holding the sheet against my body, I swing my legs over the edge of the bed. I feel stiff, meaning I’ve been in one position for a while.
“Harmony,” I reach for my sister with my free hand, and she rushes into my arms. I don’t care about what she said before; I know she di
