I couldnвЂ™t see much below us-just a brown river glittering in the hot summer air, winding through swamp grass and clumps of gnarled trees until it emptied into Moriches Bay. After a couple of hours on patrol, he shrieked, вЂњFREEEAAAK!вЂќ and banked hard to the left, circling over a green marshy inlet between two subdivisions.ДЇreak shivered and squawked, whipping his barbed tail nervously. Unless you want to get shredded, itвЂ™s really better to ride in the boat.ДЇreak had a good nose for magic.

If youвЂ™re wondering why I didnвЂ™t just ride on FreakвЂ™s back, imagine two hummingbird-like wings beating faster and more powerfully than helicopter blades. I hitched our flying reed boat to Freak, my pet griffin, and we spent the morning buzzing around the South Shore looking for signs of trouble. But they were all at the First Nome, in Egypt, for a weeklong training session on controlling cheese demons (yes, theyвЂ™re a real thing believe me, you donвЂ™t want to know), so I was on my own. Normally my sister, Sadie, or some of our other initiates from Brooklyn House wouldвЂ™ve come with me. When mortals start raising the alarm, you know itвЂ™s time to check things out. One reporter even called it the Long Island Swamp Monster. Then the local news started reporting that a large creature had been sighted in the ponds and marshes near the Montauk Highway-a creature that was eating the wildlife and scaring the locals. Our scryers had been sensing magical disturbances in the area for several weeks. WeвЂ™re like the police for Ancient Egyptian supernatural forces, making sure they donвЂ™t cause too much havoc in the modern world.ДЄnyway, on this particular day I was tracking down a rogue monster on Long Island. Just a lot of them-but that kind of goes with the territory, since IвЂ™m a magician in the House of Life. IвЂ™m Carter Kane-part-time high school freshman, part-time magician, full-time worrier about all the Egyptian gods and monsters who are constantly trying to kill me.

The kid with the glowing sword only made my day worse. GETTING EATEN BY A GIANT CROCODILE was bad enough.

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