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There it is! D-P-E. Written on the wood in black permanent marker.

The letters are inside a square frame, and it only takes me a second to realize the frame is where the wood has been cut out. I split to my nightstand and find a combo knife with a blunt blade on one end and come back. Quick-as-a-discarded-Christmas wrapper, I’ve inserted the blade tip and popped out the wooden wedge. My fingers shake bad, and it’s all I can do to reach into the exposed opening. Inside, I find a box.

This is it.

Whatever’s in this box is something Dad wants me to have.

My hands tremble, and I can barely get the lid off. Inside, there’s a note, a key, and Dad’s ring. I remember it now like it happened an hour ago. I used to sit in Dad’s lap and tug on that ring. I tried and tried to pull it off his long finger. I shine the phone-light closer. The ring has a flat surface on top. A raised braided line weaves back and forth around symbols on each side. Earth . . . Caterra. I turn it over in my hand. Below each symbol, there’s a set of weird-looking letters I can’t read.

Dad knew.

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The weight of grade-determining tests hangs like the arrival of a north Texas ice storm. Or a giant shoe, threatening to squash us like cockroaches. Students walk around in a silent stupor. Except all the doom and gloom is lightened just a little, and a few pockets of peace hover in the air, because after the thing the other night Fane and Lenny haven’t returned to school. Word in the hall is that they’ve gone back to the private academy they got kicked out of earlier this semester after their dad offered to bank for a new football stadium or something.

It’s kinda fun to hear the rumors, since I know the truth. Lenny is being mentored by Alyx to join our team. And Fane is in a Caterrian youth prison. Sci-fi juvie. That would make a great setting for a book . . . only who would believe it? Maybe I’ll write it. Now there’s a thought.

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Excerpt from Daniel Everhart and the Skylands of Caterra: Guarinot

Daniel speaking—

“I don’t want to do any more sensors,” I whisper to Elaina just before I climb into the fold-up seat of the Van Gogh. “I’ve got a feeling we shouldn’t put them on.”

Elaina nods.

Harrison climbs in the driver’s side. “Okay guys, lots to do today. This could be the breakthrough we’ve been hoping far.” He starts up the motor and turns out of the parking lot.

“When you say we, do you mean Mr. Tantalus as well?” I ask.

“He’s our sponsor.” Harrison picks up a small black box from the center console. “These are his devices.”

“What do they do, exactly?” I ask.

“Hopefully, they’ll track your progress on Caterra.”

“I don’t think that will be allowed,” I say.

“Why would you think that?” Harrison asks.

“I’ve already been there.” My eyes meet Elaina’s, and she gives me a small nod. “I stood before the council of Caterra yesterday.”

“You did what!” Harrison slams on the breaks, causing all three of us to jerk forward in our seatbelts.

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I ease onto an overhanging rock and look down.

The view steals my breath.

Thousands of meters below, I see Caterra’s surface. Of all the mountaintops I’ve visited, nothing compares to this.

Then I remember. If the alignment’s successful, Guarinot will reclaim its original spot on Caterra, and this view will be gone. I feel kinda sad about that.

“You don’t have to do it,” a voice says behind me, and an orange-and-black-spotted butterfly flutters to a bunch of white florets tipped in violet and lands on a petal.

I watch the butterfly move around the cluster, collecting nectar. “Would that make you happy, if I don’t?”

“It makes me no difference.” It lands on another clump of flowers.

“Didn’t you say I was unworthy? Why do you follow me?” Seriously. I’m talking out loud to a bug. Even though I know it’s Moloch’s daughter. I wonder if the food’s any good in a mental asylum.

The butterfly faces me. “I find you . . . interesting.” It—she— lifts off one floret, flutters twice, and lands on another.

“Why?”

“Someday you will know. Perhaps.” She flutters again and makes a circle around my head. Then she flies to the outside edge of the rock I’m sitting on. “You’ve had a long day. Bedtime.” She flutters twice more and lands.

The rock shifts, and I’m thrown off the edge.

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Excerpt from Daniel Everhart and the Skylands of Caterra: Guarinot

The doorbell echoes through the hallway and into the kitchen. “Who could be here at this time of morning?” Mom dries her hands on a towel and heads to the front door.

“Wait. It might be a trap.”

“Don’t be silly. Bad people aren’t up until after noon.”

She’s clearly misplaced her voice of reason.

“Who told you that?” I ask.

“I just know.” Mom disappears around the corner, and I hear the front door open and close.

A moment later Mom reenters the kitchen with a letter.

“Who’s it from?”

“Don’t know. But it’s addressed to you.”

“What?” I look over her shoulder at the envelope. My hands still have jelly on them, from my toast. “Open it!”

She tears the top edge, lifts out a piece of paper, and places it flat on the table. Her hands begin to tremble, and she drops to the nearest chair.

In the top left corner is the date August 31, 2038. In the middle of the page is the word “Bestar.” At the bottom, the letters D-P-E.

“That’s it?” I ask.

Mom looks like she’s struggling to breathe, and her color has gone from rose-pink to ash-white.

“Mom? Are you okay?”

“This is your father’s handwriting. Look at the date. He wrote this on your fifth birthday.”

Now it’s my turn to sink into a chair. “What? But . . . what?”

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Excerpt from Daniel Everhart and the Skylands of Caterra: Guarinot

Elaina grabs my hand and squeezes.

Every part of me feels electrocuted, in the best possible way.

And she doesn’t let go. Just keeps swinging our hands between us while we walk on the edge of sand and sea, and I feel like we could just swing right up to the moon. And I don’t mean split there either. We don’t say anything for a while. The seagulls and crashing waves fill the empty space with music no words can duplicate. Off the beach, we stop beneath a crop of palm trees.

Elaina sinks to the base of one, kicks off her flip-flops, and sinks her toes into the sand. “Aaaaah. Cool and squishy. You should try it.”

Something about the way she does that, and says that, makes bottle rockets go off inside me. I pull off my flip-flops and toss them aside. The sand does have a chillaxin’ effect, and I wiggle my feet into deep tunnels.

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“Let us take a quick trip to Guarinot.” He leads us inside a circular rock chamber.

“Stonehenge’s twin,” Harrison says, looking around. “Or nearly identical. The workmanship is the same. But this one seems larger.”

“Really?” Alyx asks. “They were built to be identical.”

“Stonehenge has many fallen rocks. Perhaps the structure was altered when the connection was severed?” Harrison runs his hand along the stone’s smooth surface.

Alyx looks around, as if seeing the place with new eyes. “At first, our forefathers hoped only Caterra’s end was damaged. After the rebuilding, they realized Earth’s stone matrix had to be damaged, as well.”

“It was,” Harrison replies. “Quite severely. It will take a sizable crane to lift the rock plates and return them to their original order.” He leaves the interior wall and joins the rest of us in the center. “But there’s a bigger problem. Stonehenge is a World Heritage site. Visitors travel from around our planet to look at the ruins. It’s under constant government protection. To rebuild the structure would require worldwide—or Earthwide— acceptance.” Harrison turns to face Alyx. “They will need concrete proof of Caterra’s existence, and its connection.”

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A distant click-click-click sound gets closer, followed by the whoosh of a door being pushed open. The clicks continue until a woman in spiked heels and a blood-red suit dress stands in the middle of the room between me and the panel. Her coal-black hair is coiled and braided into a bun, held in place by a snake-shaped broach. She wears a matching snake necklace and smells of too-strong perfume that might’ve been pleasant in a lighter dose, but instead assaults my nose with essential oils and flowers. My whole body begins to itch like crazy.

“Sorry to disturb.” She sweeps her arm around the room. Her tone holds a bit of sarcasm that says she isn’t really sorry about anything. “I just had to see for myself.” She turns and looks at me, and her eyes are creepy and light, though I’m not sure how to describe the color. Kind of like diamonds flaring out. No, not diamonds. More like cubic zirconia. Cold and fake.

“This is the prophecy in the flesh?” She clicks toward me, and each step reminds me of a hammer being cocked on a Colt 45.

Collis bangs a gold-embellished gavel several times. “Madam Caliata, you have not been summoned before the council. Your presence today is unacceptable.” His voice sounds calm, with a hint of rage. Like he’s barely hanging onto his composure and might go berserk any minute.

Madam Caliata removes a glove and touches my cheek with her hand. “Do you know who I am?”

The devil in high heels? I am freaked-out frozen.

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