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“This to the edge.”

Paige set her hands on her hips, studying the board. “Are you sure? It’s going to get stuck there.”

“No, it won’t.”

“Yes, it will!” the pixie called.

“SHUT UP!” they both shouted back.

Paige shook her head and frowned before she swiped at the sweat rolling down her face again. “He’s right, though.”

“No, he’s not.”

“Yes, he is.”

“He’s not. Look. This to there, that to there, then there. This to there, pull that back, and we’re done.”

Paige followed Dewey’s arm as it hopped around, showcasing the moves.

With a shrug and her eyelashes fluttering, she flung her arms out. “Okay.”

She wrapped her arms around the pyramid and squatted down, ready to lift the piece up.

“WAIT!” Dewey shouted. He traced his future moves in the air again, his eyes narrowing. “No, not that one. Move this one.”

Dewey fluttered to another pyramid and tapped it.

“Told you so!” the pixie said.

“He’s so annoying,” Paige murmured as she lifted the new pyramid and shuffled to the open space.

Three moves later, and they had only two pyramids remaining.

“Almost done,” Dewey said.

“So’s the ceiling, losers,” the pixie shouted.

“You gotta help me,” Paige said. “I can’t stand up straight anymore.”

She dropped to her knees and lifted the game piece, sliding across the floor. Dewey wrapped his arms around the point of the pyramid, beating his wings hard as he tugged backward. Together, they set the piece in the center of the board.

“Quick, get the other one out of there.”

Paige dove for it and lifted it from its space as Dewey helped her slide it to the edge of the board.

The ceiling closed down on them until the tip of the last remaining pyramid pierced the hole. It shuddered to a stop.

Paige toppled onto her back, covering her face with her hands as she breathed a sigh of relief while staring at the ceiling only feet from her. “That was way, way too close.”

Dewey fluttered over and collapsed next to her before his eyes widened.

He thrust a finger forward, a smile playing on his lips. “Paige, look!”

Paige craned her neck backward, staring in the direction he pointed upside down.

A grin spread across her face. “A door.”

“Let’s go!” Dewey fluttered into the air, flashlight in hand, and buzzed toward the door.