Lyra noticed the word “LOREN” on the side of the mailbox in front of the house. She followed Audrey up to the door, and stepped inside. The entry hall really didn’t feel too foreign. There was a still life painting hung on one wall of some fruit, and across from that stairs headed up to the right. Lyra noticed that the stairs were narrower than back home, making them far more compact. Besides, the extra width wouldn’t be necessary for a two-legged human.