within her.
“Sarah?” her mother said. “Concentrate.”
Sarah’s mind was racing now and her heartbeat began to quicken. Her anxiety was taking over. She didn’t know if she could do this, not on her own. She didn’t know how.
But there was no mistaking the urge from within; it was pulling at her, wanting her to connect with it. Sarah swallowed hard and tried to relax by taking deep breaths through her nose but it wasn’t working. She was too scared.
“I can’t do it, Mom! I can’t! I’m sorry!”
“Sarah, calm down, it’s okay,” her mother said. Then suddenly Alisa’s head snapped to the left.
“Quickly,” she said, “Everyone take my hand, it’s coming!” Alisa held out her hand. Sam, Sarah, and Travis looked at one another, frightened. “Quickly,” Alisa said again, “take my hand!” Together they placed their hands on hers, just as a blaze of green fire burst from the darkness and sped toward them.
Instantly, everything went dark as their surroundings were swallowed up into a single flash of blue light from Alisa’s staff. Sam felt like he was falling off a cliff. His stomach dropped, followed by a wave of pressure so vast he thought his bones would split from his skin. He gritted his teeth; he could barely breathe. He saw nothing but darkness, then all at once a small sliver of blue light reappeared in the distance. Suddenly Sam was racing toward it. He closed his eyes, bracing himself for impact and then … and then nothing.
Sam opened his eyes and was astonished at what he saw. He was standing with Sarah, Travis, and his mother upstairs in Sarah’s bedroom. How in the world … he thought. How did we … Sam looked over at his mother and sucked in a quick breath. She had done this; his mother had made them disappear into another room.
Alisa stood defiant, eyes locked in front of her, one hand on her staff and the other holding on to Travis, Sarah, and Sam. At that moment Sam forgot that his life was in danger, he forgot about the thing that was hunting them, and he forgot to be scared. He was consumed with the notion that his mother, this petite woman standing next to him whom he had known all his life could use magic, powerful magic! Travis was right, she was a Jedi!
A loud thud rang out followed by a scuffling noise on the ground that snapped Sam back to reality.
“Sam, help him up,” Alisa said without looking down, as if she knew what had happened. Sam looked down to see Travis lying face down on ground.
“I’m okay, I’m okay,” Travis repeated, panting and trying to get to his feet.
“Oh my God, Mom, did that just happen? Did we just … disappear?” Sarah cried out, still holding her mother’s hand.
Sam grabbed Travis by the arm and helped him to his feet. “Wow, I didn’t see that coming. I must have blacked out,” Travis said, bracing himself against the wall.
“Ya think?” Sam replied.
Sarah turned her attention to Travis. “Are you okay?” she asked, looking into his eyes to make sure he could see her.
“Oh, yeah, I’m fine. It happens all the time when I vanish into thin air. It’s like a mild transporter accident except I rematerialized all in one piece.” Travis grinned at his Star Trek reference. Frowning, Sarah turned, grabbed Sam by the shoulder and began with a barrage of questions.
“What is he talking about? Have you done this before? Sam, what’s going on?” But before Sam could answer she turned to her mother. “Mom, how did you do that? How did you—” she looked over at Travis, fumbling for the right word, “transport us?” Sam almost smiled, but he held it back. “Someone say something!” Sarah pleaded. Travis opened his mouth to speak but Alisa interjected.
“Be quiet, all of you, and get down!” she ordered.
They all moved to the side of the bed and crouched down next to it, catty-corner from the doorway. The blue glow from Nara was the only light in the room.
“Nara, be silent,” Alisa whispered, and the blue
“Sarah?” her mother said. “Concentrate.”
Sarah’s mind was racing now and her heartbeat began to quicken. Her anxiety was taking over. She didn’t know if she could do this, not on her own. She didn’t know how.
But there was no mistaking the urge from within; it was pulling at her, wanting her to connect with it. Sarah swallowed hard and tried to relax by taking deep breaths through her nose but it wasn’t working. She was too scared.
“I can’t do it, Mom! I can’t! I’m sorry!”
“Sarah, calm down, it’s okay,” her mother said. Then suddenly Alisa’s head snapped to the left.
“Quickly,” she said, “Everyone take my hand, it’s coming!” Alisa held out her hand. Sam, Sarah, and Travis looked at one another, frightened. “Quickly,” Alisa said again, “take my hand!” Together they placed their hands on hers, just as a blaze of green fire burst from the darkness and sped toward them.
Instantly, everything went dark as their surroundings were swallowed up into a single flash of blue light from Alisa’s staff. Sam felt like he was falling off a cliff. His stomach dropped, followed by a wave of pressure so vast he thought his bones would split from his skin. He gritted his teeth; he could barely breathe. He saw nothing but darkness, then all at once a small sliver of blue light reappeared in the distance. Suddenly Sam was racing toward it. He closed his eyes, bracing himself for impact and then … and then nothing.
Sam opened his eyes and was astonished at what he saw. He was standing with Sarah, Travis, and his mother upstairs in Sarah’s bedroom. How in the world … he thought. How did we … Sam looked over at his mother and sucked in a quick breath. She had done this; his mother had made them disappear into another room.
Alisa stood defiant, eyes locked in front of her, one hand on her staff and the other holding on to Travis, Sarah, and Sam. At that moment Sam forgot that his life was in danger, he forgot about the thing that was hunting them, and he forgot to be scared. He was consumed with the notion that his mother, this petite woman standing next to him whom he had known all his life could use magic, powerful magic! Travis was right, she was a Jedi!
A loud thud rang out followed by a scuffling noise on the ground that snapped Sam back to reality.
“Sam, help him up,” Alisa said without looking down, as if she knew what had happened. Sam looked down to see Travis lying face down on ground.
“I’m okay, I’m okay,” Travis repeated, panting and trying to get to his feet.
“Oh my God, Mom, did that just happen? Did we just … disappear?” Sarah cried out, still holding her mother’s hand.
Sam grabbed Travis by the arm and helped him to his feet. “Wow, I didn’t see that coming. I must have blacked out,” Travis said, bracing himself against the wall.
“Ya think?” Sam replied.
Sarah turned her attention to Travis. “Are you okay?” she asked, looking into his eyes to make sure he could see her.
“Oh, yeah, I’m fine. It happens all the time when I vanish into thin air. It’s like a mild transporter accident except I rematerialized all in one piece.” Travis grinned at his Star Trek reference. Frowning, Sarah turned, grabbed Sam by the shoulder and began with a barrage of questions.
“What is he talking about? Have you done this before? Sam, what’s going on?” But before Sam could answer she turned to her mother. “Mom, how did you do that? How did you—” she looked over at Travis, fumbling for the right word, “transport us?” Sam almost smiled, but he held it back. “Someone say something!” Sarah pleaded. Travis opened his mouth to speak but Alisa interjected.
“Be quiet, all of you, and get down!” she ordered.
They all moved to the side of the bed and crouched down next to it, catty-corner from the doorway. The blue glow from Nara was the only light in the room.
“Nara, be silent,” Alisa whispered, and the blue
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