Lyra's POV Twenty-eight minutes.I stared at the countdown timers on the screens, my heart pounding so hard I could feel it in my throat. Two people I loved more than life itself, and I could only save one of them.I had to move. Standing here wouldn't save anyone.Elena's men had cut the zip ties on my hands before leaving me alone in the funhouse. She wanted me to be able to run, to try, to hope. The cruelty of giving me just enough freedom to torture myself with choices.I looked at the park map Elena had left on a table nearby. The hall of mirrors was marked in red on the north side. The bumper cars were marked in blue on the south side. Between them lay a maze of broken rides, collapsed buildings, and overgrown pathways.But there were other markings on the map. Small symbols that looked like puzzles or riddles. Elena hadn't just hidden my family, she'd created a twisted game for me to play.I grabbed the map and ran toward the exit of the funhouse. Outside, the abandoned amusem
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