He held out his palm, which contained two slimy black orbs like fish eggs. “Swallow these. One each”

Zia wrinkled her nose. “What are they?”

“They’ll take you where you want to go!” the god promised. ‘They’re Hapi pills.”

I blinked. “What now?”

The ghost Setne cleared his throat. He looked like he was trying not to laugh “Yeah, you know. Hapi invented them So
that’s what they’re called.”

“Just eat them!” Hapi said. ‘You’ll see.”

Reluctantly, Zia and I took the pills. They tasted even worse than they looked. Instantly, I felt dizzy. The world
shimmered like water.

‘It was nice to meet you!” Hapi cried, his voice turning murky and distant. ‘You do realize you’re walking into a tap,
don’t you? Okay! Good luck!”

With that, try vision went blue, and my body melted into liquid.

Being liquidated is not fun. I will never be able to walk by another LIQUIDATION SALE sign without getting seasick and
feeling like my bones are turning to tapioca.

I know I’m going to sound like a public service announcement here, but for all you kids at home: if somebody
oilers you Hapipills, just say, “No!”

I felt myself seeping inland through the nud, traveling at incredible speed. When I hit the hot sand, I evaporated, rising
above the ground as a cloud of moisture, pushed west by the winds into the desert. I couldn’t exactly see, but I could feel the movement and the heat. My molecules agitated as the sun dispersed me.

Suddenly tire temperature dropped again. I sensed cool stone around me—a cave or an underground room, maybe. I coalesced mto moisture, splaslied to me floor as a puddle, men rose and solidified into Carter Kane once more.

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