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kidding. You know.”
    I stared hard into his eyes, studying him.
    He made a face at me. He stuck out his teeth, crossed his eyes, and made his monkey face. The face that always cracks Mom and Dad up.
    Then he laughed. “Stop staring at me like that. I’m fine. Really. I’m perfectly okay. What’s wrong with you two?”
    Addie and I exchanged glances.
    â€œI’m fine. I’ll show you!” Peter cried. He started jumping up and down on the couch cushions. Then he leapt to the floor and did a wild tap dance. “See?”
    Addie and I both laughed. “I think he’s definitely back to normal,” Addie said.
    I still felt shaky. “Peter, you remember where you are now? You remember our names?”
    â€œDuh,” he said.
    â€œHe’s back to normal,” Addie sighed.
    Then his expression changed. “Did you really hypnotize me?” he asked suddenly. “I felt kinda weird for a little while. Kinda dizzy or something.”
    â€œI—I don’t know what happened,” I told him. “But I’m glad you’re okay. You’re not dizzy now, are you?”
    He shook his head. “I feel great.”
    â€œThen you can go,” I said. “Addie and I have to practice our act.”
    â€œWhy can’t I hang out with you?” he asked.
    â€œPeter, you promised,” I said.
    â€œI’ll be quiet. Really,” he insisted. “You won’t even know I’m here. Please please please?”
    Addie rolled her eyes. “He’s definitely back to normal.”
    I gave Peter a shove toward the front stairs. “Out of here. You promised you’d leave us alone if I hypnotized you. Now, beat it.”
    He grumbled some more. Then he headed up to his room, taking the stairs two at a time, slapping the banister loudly with each step.
    I turned and saw that Addie was at the front door. “I’d better go,” she said. “That was kind of weird. I know you don’t feel like rehearsing our act now.”
    â€œI never want to hypnotize anyone again,” I said, shaking my head. “Even if it’s pretend.”
    â€œThat’s just it,” Addie said. “It was pretend, Danielle. You couldn’t have hypnotized your brother. You couldn’t.”
    â€œThen what happened to him?” I asked.
    Addie frowned. “I … I don’t know,” she murmured. “At least he snapped out of it. That was scary for a minute or two. Hey, I’ll call you later.” She hurried out.
    I closed the door after her. Then I just stood in the hallway trembling. I couldn’t get that horrifying picture of Peter out of my mind—sprawled there so lifelessly as I shook him and shook him.
    â€œGet it together,” I scolded myself. “Everything is fine now.”
    I took a deep breath, pushed that picture from my mind, forced myself to move. Gripping the banister tightly, I pulled myself up the stairs, then down the long hallway to Peter’s room.
    The door was closed. I leaned close and pressed my ear against the door.
    Silence in there.
    My heart began to race.
    Why was it so quiet in there? Was he really okay? Peter was never quiet.
    I raised my fist and knocked on the door, harder than I had intended. “Peter? It’s me.”
    No reply.
    â€œPeter?”
    I pounded again. Still no answer. So I twisted the knob and pushed open the door. “Peter—?”
    He was sitting in front of his computer with his back to me. The computer was on, the monitor screen flashing bright colors and the name of the game, Tomb Raider . No sound. He had a game controller gripped in one hand.
    I took a few steps into the room. “Peter? Didn’t you hear me?”
    He turned slowly. The red and yellow lights from the monitor screen reflected eerily in his glasses. I couldn’t see his eyes.
    â€œPeter—?”
    â€œHi,” he said finally.
    The words Tomb Raider