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The Altered Universe Part 7  — The Highway Interception

Flying high above the foggy highway, elderly Mara gripped her wooden broom tight, her eyes searching the dark roads below. I need my power, she thought, closing her eyes and breathing deeply. I need to see where they are...

A sudden flash of magic ignited behind her eyelids—a vision of her stepfather driving the family van at full speed down the road toward Briar Lane, with her mother clutching the heavy spellbook in her lap.

"There they are!" Mara gasped. "I've got to hurry!"

Leaning forward on her broom, Mara dove through the clouds, accelerating down toward the highway.

Inside the van, Dean glared at the road, his foot heavy on the gas. Suddenly, Michael looked through the windshield and pointed wildly at the sky. "What's that?! Guys, look up!"

"Woah!" Dean gasped, swerving slightly.

Vera leaned over the dashboard, her eyes wide with total disbelief. "Oh my god... is that Maria flying on a broom?!"

Michael screamed in shock alongside his parents as Mara leveled out her flight, hovering right beside the driver's side window.

"MOM! DAD! PLEASE STOP DRIVING!" Mara shouted over the roaring wind, waving her hand.

Dean slammed on the brakes, pulling the van onto the gravel shoulder of the highway. Everyone threw their doors open and tumbled out into the cold night air, staring up as Mara landed her broom smoothly on the asphalt.

"I didn't know you could fly a broom! Good job!" Michael said, still stunned.

"Oh, stop it!" Vera snapped at Michael, before turning her sharp gaze onto Mara. "What are you doing here?! I thought you were locked in your room!"

"Sorry, Mom, but I'm old!" Mara said firmly, straightening her back. "I'm sick of being treated like a child and locked in that room for decades! I care about my brother just as much as you do!"

"Enough fighting!" Dean interjected, raising his hands. "We don't have time for this—let's go!"

"Wait! Mom, before anyone goes any further... give me the book," Mara pleaded, holding out her trembling hands. "I can end this properly!"

"NO!" Vera said, clutching the leather-bound book tightly to her chest. "I am delivering this book to get my son back!"

"Mom, please stop—giving him the spellbook will ruin everything!"

"Fine!" Vera barked, her eyes blazing. "If you want to stop me, you're coming with us. Get in the car!"

Mara climbed into the back seat beside Michael, setting her broom against the door as Dean accelerated back onto the highway.

Michael looked at Mara, shaking his head. "Oh my god... you look so different."

"Of course I do," Mara sighed, looking at her wrinkled hands. "So do all of you. Time went by so fast while I was stuck in that room."

"FOCUS!" Dean barked from the driver's seat. "When we hand over this book, the demon gives Max back. Simple as that."

"Guys, Max is going to be very different now," Mara warned softly, looking out the window as the dark silhouette of Briar Lane approached in the distance. "It's been decades. He's gotten older."

"Maybe he's wiser now," Michael offered. "Maybe he's doing something to fight back from the inside."

"No, knowing Max, he's probably still crying for help," Vera murmured, her heart breaking.

"Mom, please... listen to me one last time," Mara begged, her voice trembling with intense emotion as the van pulled up to the rusted gates. "Do NOT give that spellbook to the demon!"

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The Altered Universe Part 7 — The Highway Interception Flying high above the foggy highway, elderly Mara gripped her wooden broom tight, her eyes searching the dark roads below. I need my power, she thought, closing her eyes and breathing deeply. I need to see where they are... A sudden flash of magic ignited behind her eyelids—a vision of her stepfather driving the family van at full speed down the road toward Briar Lane, with her mother clutching the heavy spellbook in her lap. "There they are!" Mara gasped. "I've got to hurry!" Leaning forward on her broom, Mara dove through the clouds, accelerating down toward the highway. Inside the van, Dean glared at the road, his foot heavy on the gas. Suddenly, Michael looked through the windshield and pointed wildly at the sky. "What's that?! Guys, look up!" "Woah!" Dean gasped, swerving slightly. Vera leaned over the dashboard, her eyes wide with total disbelief. "Oh my god... is that Maria flying on a broom?!" Michael screamed in shock alongside his parents as Mara leveled out her flight, hovering right beside the driver's side window. "MOM! DAD! PLEASE STOP DRIVING!" Mara shouted over the roaring wind, waving her hand. Dean slammed on the brakes, pulling the van onto the gravel shoulder of the highway. Everyone threw their doors open and tumbled out into the cold night air, staring up as Mara landed her broom smoothly on the asphalt. "I didn't know you could fly a broom! Good job!" Michael said, still stunned. "Oh, stop it!" Vera snapped at Michael, before turning her sharp gaze onto Mara. "What are you doing here?! I thought you were locked in your room!" "Sorry, Mom, but I'm old!" Mara said firmly, straightening her back. "I'm sick of being treated like a child and locked in that room for decades! I care about my brother just as much as you do!" "Enough fighting!" Dean interjected, raising his hands. "We don't have time for this—let's go!" "Wait! Mom, before anyone goes any further... give me the book," Mara pleaded, holding out her trembling hands. "I can end this properly!" "NO!" Vera said, clutching the leather-bound book tightly to her chest. "I am delivering this book to get my son back!" "Mom, please stop—giving him the spellbook will ruin everything!" "Fine!" Vera barked, her eyes blazing. "If you want to stop me, you're coming with us. Get in the car!" Mara climbed into the back seat beside Michael, setting her broom against the door as Dean accelerated back onto the highway. Michael looked at Mara, shaking his head. "Oh my god... you look so different." "Of course I do," Mara sighed, looking at her wrinkled hands. "So do all of you. Time went by so fast while I was stuck in that room." "FOCUS!" Dean barked from the driver's seat. "When we hand over this book, the demon gives Max back. Simple as that." "Guys, Max is going to be very different now," Mara warned softly, looking out the window as the dark silhouette of Briar Lane approached in the distance. "It's been decades. He's gotten older." "Maybe he's wiser now," Michael offered. "Maybe he's doing something to fight back from the inside." "No, knowing Max, he's probably still crying for help," Vera murmured, her heart breaking. "Mom, please... listen to me one last time," Mara begged, her voice trembling with intense emotion as the van pulled up to the rusted gates. "Do NOT give that spellbook to the demon!"

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