The girls landed heavily on the hard ground, gasping from the cold shock of stepping through the mirror. Taylor lay where she had fallen for several seconds, struggling to get her breath back. The sky was grey and cloudy above her head and the air was frosty. She could hear Amy beside her, groaning softly. She rolled over onto her stomach and gazed around at the unfamiliar surroundings. The grass was dry and yellow, and bare patches of muddy earth showed through in places. Grey ...