[Damian]

The memory of what happened in the infirmary weighed heavily on my mind, pulling my thoughts back into the dark like an anchor.

How had I done it? How had I managed to slip inside her mind simply by touching her fingers? I knew without a shadow of a doubt that I had been inside her head. Where else could I have been?

I wasn't there two years ago on the night Lyra attacked her on that secluded, so it wasn't my own memory. It wasn't a vision dredged up from past recollection. I had ...