He enthusiastically slapped Jason on the back. “Thank you so much, children!” he bellowed. “That was quite the jigg-pokery we were in, wasn’t it?”
“Um, yeah. You’re welcome,” Blue said. “But listen, you still have to stop the train. Like, now. There was an explosion by the luggage cars, these magic hunters need to be taken into custody, and, well, we really have to get off.”
“An explosion you say! Good heavens! Was anyone injured?”
“I don’t think so,” I replied. “But you’ve got to stop the train before it’s too late.”
At that, the lights went off and we plunged into the fifth, and second-to-last tunnel in the series. This time, however, we could still see. The blaze of the train’s firebox roared with life and filled the engine room with warm streaks of light. The conductor took out a d
