When we walked to the other side, the sizzling sound appeared again. It was as if the portal—the hole with pentagon shape—was closing. However, I'd never get the chance to look.
"Lydia, Lae. Since this is your first time, I suggest you close your eyes. It'll prevent a whiplash," said Photine with a gentle smile on her heart-shaped face.
Wait. How did she know our name? I asked myself. I'm pretty sure this is the first time we meet. Let's assume that the people here tell her about me, then she only knew my name. Lydia just arrived today. How did she know her name, too? But there were other important questions: why do I need to close my eyes? What's she going to do?
Before I could ask what she referred to, a strong wind brushed against us. It was so strong that I thought a storm was com
