Lyra POV

Lyra feels unstoppable.

Her hair is all one colour again, she has the brightest red lipstick she owns, and her brows cooperate.

With this all in perfect condition, she sets off to the bunker, holding her files and laptop in her bag, her phone in her hand, and a smirk on her lips.

Her phone rings and then stops, Sonya taking the message instead.

Are we ready for this? Sonya asks nervously, and Lyra snorts inwardly.

What are we not ready for? Lyra retorts, and Sonya doesn't respond.

Unlocking the door and scanning her eyes, ears, and fingerprints, Lyra is finally allowed into the bunker after typing in...