LYRA

Sweat forms on my forehead as I freeze in place, as if someone has pinned me to the floor. It feels like I'm trapped in a nightmare, dreaming of a demon. But this isn't a dream. This is real.

Blade is not human. Or maybe-just maybe-this mansion is using some kind of holographic illusion to scare the sh*t out of me. But no. It's real. And unless I touch him, I won't believe it.

Why does he sometimes feel like a normal human, yet in the next moment, something shifts-just for a split ...