The violin was fine. [i]The violin is fine, Lyra[/i], she told herself, after wiping it with some cloth and finding it perfectly dry. Probably best to leave it here for now, though. She turned to ShiZen. "Oh, is it dinnertime already?" She looked out. The sun had set entirely. "The buffet sounds good. Let's go then."

And the buffet was, indeed, pretty good, although it was nothing remarkable. ShiZen kept looking for his friend, but she didn't find him the entire time. "Maybe he's eating in his room," Lyra had offered.

Back in their dorm room, they talked a bit about nothing in particular before retiring to their own room. There they stayed, until someone banged the door from outside. 

Lyra was the one to open the door, barely awake, half her mind still trying to figure out the dream she just had (an orchestra of colour that happens to be really really wet? huh?). The person who'd knocked (a bit older, isn't he? A senior?) had barged in, woke ShiZhen up as well, and told them about a night run. Midnight Run. Something. Some tunes were still playing in Lyra's head, aftertaste from her dream. She wasn't paying much attention to her surrounding; she just followed along..  

And when she was awake, really, fully awake, ShiZhen and she was in the middle of the forest, just the two of them. The trees were dark and tall and menacing and surrounded them in every direction. Lyra blinked. Okay. [i]Okay.[/i] she was fully awake now. 

"Whoaa. Sorry, I'm awake! Ah. How did we get here?" 

 [@Stern Algorithm]