When Lyra Smith woke up, she realized she was in a car.
The car was speeding along a wide boulevard.
As a result of breathing in Trichloromethane, she had barely regained consciousness and her strength was yet to return.
She analyzed her current situation: an unknown car, herself sitting at the backseat, surrounded by two men she had encountered in the elevator. Iris Mitchell was also in the car...
Lyra attempted to speak. For several times, her lips parted slowly and painfully, but no words came out.
Seeing Lyra was awake, Iris, sitting in the co-driver's seat turned around, "Awake? Do you feel unwell anywhere?"
Lyra could not respond verbally, so she fixed Iris with an intense stare.
