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back, I saw Nicky and Tara huddled together in fright.
And I saw a tall dark man wrapped in a black cloak, his face hidden in the swirling black mist. Hidden except for his ice white eyes, which were locked on mine.
Phears!
“Did
you like my disguise, Max?”
he boomed in a deep voice that rippled the lake.
“My way of staying close to you.”
I opened my mouth, but no sound came out.
“Did you forget that I am the Animal Traveler?” Phears bellowed. “
Humans
are animals too.” He snickered—an ugly dry laugh.
“You—you killed Jakey!” I cried.
He shook his head. “There never was a Jakey. My magic is stronger than you know.”
Then Phears stuck his hand out from the mist. “Enough talk.
Hand it over,
” he growled.
“Now.”
30
I STARED UP AT P HEARS, my whole body trembling. He floated away from the chunks of Jakey on the ground.
He held his hand out. “Now, Max. Hand over the life pod.”
My mind whirred. I knew I couldn't fight him. I remembered the pain he'd caused me before. How he'd peeled back my fingernails and the skin on my hands. How he'd drilled all my teeth at once until I howled in agony.
I knew he could do that to me again if I didn't cooperate.
So I didn't hesitate for long. As Phears loomed over me, hand outstretched, I raised the pendant to him.
And then I heard Tara's shout. “Keepaway! Keepaway, Max!”
I pulled my hand back—and tossed the pendant to her.
Phears uttered an angry growl. The swirling black mist followed him as he spun toward Tara.
Tara tossed the pendant to Nicky. Nicky grabbed it in one hand and started running along the shore.
“Hand it over!” Phears demanded. He dove at Nicky.
Nicky leaped out of Phears' grasp. Nicky's feet slipped on the muddy ground, and he started to fall. As he fell, he heaved the pendant to me.
A wild throw.
Phears let out another angry growl.
The pendant sailed over my head. I leaped high but couldn't bring it down.
I turned in time to see it crash into a white rock near the water.
It made a loud
clink
. The sound echoed in my ears.
I froze and stared as the pendant split apart.
A bright flash of light made me shut my eyes.
When I opened them again, I saw the two halves of the pendant slide off the rock.
And then a thick white mist rose high into the sky. It swirled in a funnel shape, like a white cyclone, rising higher, bright against the gray sky.
It spun faster and faster. We all stared up at the whirling white funnel cloud.
I let out a gasp as two figures floated out of the cloud.
They floated quickly down to the ground. A man and a woman, both wearing white labcoats. Blinking in the light, they gazed around in confusion.
And as they landed in front of us, I recognized them. Recognized them from Nicky and Tara's framed photograph.
“Mom! Dad!” Nicky screamed.
“I
knew
you were in there!” Tara cried.
31
N ICKY AND T ARA RAN forward to hug their parents.
I stood back and watched them hugging and crying, all talking at once. I realized I had tears in my eyes too. I felt as happy as Nicky and Tara.
We'd spent so many months searching for Mr. and Mrs. Roland. And I'd been wearing the pendant the whole time!
“We told you we were close,” Mr. Roland said, hugging Nicky and Tara for the fifth time. “Which one of you found the life pod?”
Tara pointed to me. “That's our friend, Max. He lives in our old house. He's been helping us search for you. We figured out that you were inside the life pod he wore.”
“Thank you for being their friend,” Mrs. Roland said to me, wiping tears off her cheeks with both hands.
“A ghost named Phears destroyed our lives,” Mr. Roland explained. “He destroyed our lab. Hedestroyed our family. Then he locked us inside a life pod. We—”
He stopped talking as a deep voice boomed from behind us on the shore. “I hate to break up this happy family reunion,” Phears said, half hidden in his cloak of black fog. “I've been waiting for this moment a long
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