Dark Passage (Kingdom Keepers, Book 6)
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The five Kingdom Keepers and their core friends have uncovered a startling truth: Maleficent and the Overtakers (Disney villains) are plotting a catastrophic event that could have repercussions far beyond the world of Disney.
Aboard the Disney Cruise Line’s inaugural passage through the new Panama Canal, the Keepers and their holograms uncover a puzzle hidden within the pages of a stolen journal. The point of that puzzle will reveal itself in the caves of Aruba, the zip lines of Costa Rica, and the jungles of Mexico. A destructive force, dormant for decades, is about to be unleashed. The five Kingdom Keepers are to be its first victims.
rolls down the rocks like a snake. There are sounds—his feet? Someone else’s? The sound of rapid breathing suggests danger lurking. The boy is afraid, deathly afraid. Yellow light leaks into the confined space. The boy continues through a square tunnel of some kind. A park attraction? There are no lights, no music, no sounds other than water splashing. Something is chasing the boy. It’s monstrous. It makes hideous, guttural sounds that drive the boy forward, deeper down the tunnel. Whatever
progress, having covered a full quarter of the vast dining room. Now a third. Half. By this time, the two service staff no longer knew they existed. They finished setting up a table; the next time Willa looked back, they were gone. This should have made her feel victorious; instead, the size and emptiness of the Royal Palace sunk in. What if Maybeck wasn’t the only one in hiding? She struggled to rid herself of the memory of the doughboys swinging meat cleavers, but to no avail. Then her spine
locked up. But the Fairlies? Honestly? You guys are way easier to believe than most of the stuff we see. Some kids born with weird powers or whatever you want to call it? Seriously? I mean, I had to read about the Salem witch trials in middle school. Am I supposed to freak if some girl can move a book across a desk without touching it? I don’t think so!” “Do you know the word empathy?” Mattie asked. “Like sympathy. Sure.” “Not exactly.” “Feeling bad for someone.” “Actually, it’s feeling the
asphalt. Speaking a blue streak, which no doubt included a good deal of cursing, he aimed the rearview mirror lower. Then he crossed himself, fetched a medallion hanging on his necklace, and kissed it. Charlene understood why: she could see her hand again. Her arm. Her legs. In all her DHI 2.0 hi-def brilliance. She had Philby to thank, but how had he…? Her eye was drawn to a small video camera mounted on the inside of the windshield, aimed into the backseat. If someone tried to rob or harm the
careful not to run, not to instigate some action from Maleficent. She was powerful, but they’d beaten her before; she didn’t scare Finn the way she once might have. They wanted to reach the landing where there would be more room and more choices for escape or even—did he dare think it?—victory. Below them, on the Deck 1 forward landing, a second figure appeared: the Evil Queen. A witch sandwich. “No Chernabog,” Philby whispered. “That’s interesting.” “Only to you,” Finn said. “But now that