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items manage to sneak in. That Model T must have a very interesting past, indeed.”
    “I can drive it,” Claire stated.
    “Not likely,” said Evan.
    “Hey, I’m sixteen and passed my driving test. All I have to do is figure out the gears,” said Claire, walking toward the old automobile.
    Just then, Dunkle leapt in front of her, and she teetered backward. “What are you doing?” yelled Claire.
    “No need to drive, no need to drive. Get in, get in. I’ll explain,” said Dunkle. He then shook his head. “Terrific. Here, I have spent a century perfecting my speech, and because of you, I have reverted back to my impish way of speaking.”
    Evan reluctantly followed his sister and Dunkle to the car. Claire sat on the backseat, and Evan joined her—anything to get away from that cheesy odor coming from the imp.
    Dunkle climbed behind the wheel, and turned around. “So, which one of you can make this car fly?”
     
     
     
     

Chapter Four
     

     
    A MODEL T CAN’T FLY
     
     
    CLAIRE AND EVAN PEERED OVER at each other and scrunched up their eyebrows in bewilderment.
    “Clearly the imp is off his rocker,” Evan whispered, and Claire giggled.
    “You two must pay attention. When you put on the Serpent’s Ring, did you notice anything strange?” Dunkle asked, studying the two passengers.
    Claire said excitedly, “Yeah, it shocked me and made the room light up.”
    “That’s not all it did,” said Dunkle. “I am afraid not only did you open a portal to Sagaas, your DNA was slightly altered.”
    “How do you mean, altered?” Evan asked. “Don’t tell me we’re going to turn into mad-raving imps.”
    “Not likely, I am sorry to say,” Dunkle quipped. “Both of you were given a power. Now, I am wondering, which one of you can move this car?”
    Evan and Claire shrugged their shoulders. Evan leaned back, put his arms across his chest, and grumbled, “This is ridiculous.”
    “How can we find out?” Claire asked, sounding sincerely interested.
    “Concentrate,” said the imp. “First, concentrate on moving the wheels. Think about them and imagine they are rolling forward.”
    Claire squint her eyes and pursed her lips. After a minute of fierce concentration, a rush of air released through her mouth, and she collapsed against the backseat.
    Evan laughed. “Seriously, you are as loony as the imp.”
    “At least, I’m trying to do something here! What about you? Aren’t you going to try?” Claire bellowed.
    “No,” said Evan flatly.
    “Evan, an enormous bird swooped down and stole the Serpent’s Ring from your arm. We are in a Model T with an imp, and the sky is tangerine with rainbow-colored clouds. Humor me, and try to move this blasted car with your mind!” said Claire, grabbing Evan’s shirt collar. “If you don’t, I will make your life miserable. Got it?”
    Evan looked at Dunkle, then back at his sister before saying, “Fine, I’ll do it. But, just for the record, this is bizarre.”
    Dunkle gave him a little smile, and Evan brought in a large breath of air. He imagined the tires turning, but nothing happened.
    “See, I told you. This is ridiculous,” he sighed.
    “No, try again,” encouraged Dunkle.
    Evan rolled his eyes and then concentrated. Suddenly, the Model T swayed and a lavender mist billowed out from underneath the car.
    “Whoa, what happened?” said Evan, his eyes wide.
    “You, my boy, are telekinetic,” said Dunkle with obvious delight.
    “Come on, Evan, try it again,” Claire encouraged.
    “You can do this. Just imagine the wheels turning,” instructed Dunkle.
    Evan looked back and forth between Claire and Dunkle. After careful deliberation, he decided to risk looking like a fool and try it again. He closed his eyes and imagined his hand was pushing the tires around and around. Suddenly, he felt the car rock and heard his sister gasp. He opened his eyes. Not only did the tires roll, the entire flippin’ car was floating!
    “Argh!” Evan shouted, and with