Lyra woke slowly, blinking the grit out of her eyes. Her mouth felt fuzzy and didn't taste very good. She rolled over and came face to face with Pan, who looked slightly annoyed.

"What?" she asked.

"You. You've been asleep forever. You slept through Tuesday!" Pan's litany ended with with a shriek as Lyra tumbled out of bed, limbs flailing ( Read more... )