It's night time. You're in the car in your car seat. Your dad pats your thigh and goes inside the store. Leaving you alone on a hot summer night. There's a bag of open cocaine next to you.

Suddenly about seven black cars show up. People get out and a woman opens a door and lights a cigarette.

A man walks up to the car. "Ma'am, she's inside the car." The man says. He has a name tag, Felix. The woman sighs.

"Get Ian when he comes out. Open the car door, don't get glass on her or I'll kill you" she says.

The window up front shatters and the car doors unlock. Felix pulls out a rag and brings it to your face. It smells funny.

Your dad walks out and pauses. Men grab him and he struggles against them. He gets gut punched and they try to force him into the car.

The woman stares and puffs her cigarette. She has a tight red dress on with a fluff black trench coat on. Pale skin and black hair and her eyes cold and dark.

You're a 4 year old little girl named Lyra. You have black hair and your eyes are a soft sage green color. You have pale skin and because of your father being a junkie, you are severely malnourished. Your dad doesn't try to hurt you, he just tries to forget the pain your mother put him through. But he loves you a lot and will do anything to get you back.