**Chapter 8: Sleep with Isten Inside**

As the night drew to a close, Lyra and Mia decided to get some rest. They had experienced so much already, and their bodies were craving sleep. They climbed into bed, snuggling up together under the blankets. Lyra's massive belly, which now contained Isten, was a bit of a challenge, but they managed to get comfortable. As they lay there, Lyra and Mia couldn't help but think about Isten, still trapped inside Lyra's womb. They wondered how he was doing, if he was okay, and if he was feeling any of the sensations that they were experiencing. Lyra's hands gently stroked her belly, trying to soothe Isten and make him feel more comfortable. Mia, sensing Lyra's thoughts, reached out and took her hand. "He's okay, I think," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can feel him moving in there." Lyra smiled, her eyes closing as she focused on the sensations in her belly. "Yeah, I can feel him too," she replied. "He's wriggling around, trying to get comfortable." As they lay there, Lyra and Mia began to drift off to sleep. Isten, still trapped inside Lyra's womb, was also feeling a bit drowsy. Despite his predicament, he was adjusting to his new surroundings, and he was starting to feel a sense of calm. As they slept, Lyra and Mia's bodies continued to respond to Isten's presence. Their minds were processing everything that had happened, and their bodies were trying to make sense of it all. Isten, still trapped inside Lyra's womb, was a part of their subconscious, a presence that they couldn't ignore. The sleep was deep and restorative, and Lyra and Mia slept soundly, exhausted from the events of the night. Isten, still wriggling around inside Lyra's womb, was also asleep, or at least, he was in a state of reduced consciousness. As the hours passed, the three of them slept, their bodies and minds intertwined in a way that they never could have imagined. They were connected on a deep level, their experiences and sensations shared in a way that was both intimate and bizarre. The darkness of the room was only illuminated by the occasional moonbeam that peeked through the curtains. The silence was peaceful, punctuated only by the occasional snore or movement from Lyra or Mia. As the night wore on, Lyra and Mia's bodies continued to relax, their muscles releasing any remaining tension. Isten, still trapped inside Lyra's womb, was also relaxed, his body adjusting to its new surroundings. The sleep was a welcome respite from the events of the night, and Lyra, Mia, and Isten all needed it. As they slept, they were unaware of the consequences of their actions, unaware of the fact that Isten would never be able to leave Lyra's womb again. But for now, they just slept, their bodies and minds at peace, their connection to each other a deep and abiding one.