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for a nice ride,” she said faintly.
    “What are you talking about?” said Benjamin, cutting his eyes up at the rearview mirror. “It’s as clear as day back there. I don’t see a thing.”
    “They’re in the hidden realm,” Jonah muttered. “I’ll be back.” And with that, he reemerged into the hidden realm with Eliza.
    The motorcycles had grown closer, until they were no more than a car length behind. Jonah could see the six riders clearly now, wearing black helmets and dark glasses. A few had leather vests on, while others rode shirtless. Golden bands glistened around each arm and wrist. Every rider had an identical long, thin beard. On their helmets were markings that Jonah faintly recognized.
    “Look at their helmets,” Eliza said. “Hieroglyphs.”
    “They’re Egyptians?” Jonah said.
    Benjamin was clearly getting frustrated, looking back at the two empty seats behind him. “I still don’t see anything, guys! Are you sure? Are you even still there?”
    “You’d better step on it, dear,” answered Eleanor. “Just in case.”
    In the hidden realm, the Egyptian bikers quickly maneuvered alongside the car until they had it surrounded. The guy on Jonah’s side was huge and muscular. He took his index finger, pointed it menacingly at Jonah, and motioned forcefully toward the side of the road.
    “It looks like he wants us to pull over,” Jonah said.
    “Well, that’s not going to happen.” Eliza scowled as she leaned over to get a better look at the biker. Then she bowed her head and quickly popped back into view of her parents and Jeremiah.
    “Go faster, Dad!” she urged their father. “They’re completely surrounding us!”
    “Hang on, everyone!” Benjamin said, finally convinced that what Jonah and Eliza were seeing was real. He pushed the gaspedal to the floor. They felt the old wagon hesitate and then lurch forward.
    Jonah had both hands on the door, turning to watch as they sped past the bikers.
    “Nice, Dad!” he shouted, forgetting he was in the hidden realm and Benjamin couldn’t hear him. “Keep going!”
    “I’m not sure how long this piece of junk can keep going!” said Benjamin. “Where are the angels, for goodness’ sake?”
    “I’ll be back in a minute, guys,” Eliza said, then quickly disappeared again.
    The bikers had momentarily fallen behind, but with a rev of their engines, they moved back beside them, even closer than before. Benjamin seemed to sense this and punched the gas again, but the car sputtered and didn’t move any faster. The speedometer hovered at ninety miles per hour.
    “Keep going, Benjamin!” shouted Eleanor. “I think we need to move faster!”
    “Come on, car, come on!” Benjamin said, slamming his hand against the steering wheel. “We’re going as fast as we can! Where’s Henry? Why aren’t the angels helping?”
    The same biker pulled up beside Jonah again. He motioned to the side of the road once more. This time he pulled back his leather vest. A short golden sword was attached to his side. The biker grinned, exposing a mouthful of golden teeth. He yelled something to Jonah in a foreign language and pointed to the side again.
    “No way!” Jonah yelled, and reached back over his head, pulling out a flaming arrow. The bow automatically appeared in his other hand.
    Before he could aim it, though, Benjamin slung the car to theleft, and then back to the right. The Egyptian bikers moved away, out of the reach of the old wagon.
    “I think that’s making them angry!” fretted Eliza.
    Now, though, the biker closest to Jonah drew his sword. The others did the same. Jonah had no idea what the sword in the hidden realm could do to their car, but they were about to find out unless he could get a straight shot off with his arrow.
    Jonah fired as quickly as he could. The biker closest to him leaned backward, the arrow barely missing his chest. The Egyptian grinned and moved in with the weapon.
    The metallic ring of a blade echoed through the