Hocus Pocus, the cult-classic film from 1993, is reportedly returning to the small screen with an upcoming new film. Now, we have news that there is going to be a brand new book coming out for the 25th Anniversary of the original film! The new book by A. W. Jantha, Hocus Pocus and the All-New Sequel will hit shelves on July 10, 2018.
Oh My Disney posted an image of the cover and an short passage from the new book.
This book is going to be a “two-parter” with part one being a “fresh retelling” of the original and part two being a sequel in the future. Now Max and Allison are married and they have a 17 year old daughter named Poppy. Things can never go easy, and it seems they have accidentally released a coven of witches “from the afterlife.”
Here is part of the excerpt Oh My Disney posted:
I look back at my parents, searching for the right words. I really don’t know how to explain what happened, but I’m sure there must be some non-supernatural explanation. I’m not about to go down the same paranoid rabbit hole as my family. “There was a windstorm,” I say. “But you’re here now, and everything seems . . . fine?” Even I hear my voice go up an octave at the end.
“A windstorm? In the Sanderson house?” asks Mom. “On the night of the blood moon?”
Travis stands up then, quickly surveying the debris strewn around the room. “Mrs. Dennison,” he says, “Mr. Dennison. I am so sorry—there was a cat and . . . we were afraid it was lost, and we chased it through the gate without even realizing where we were, and . . .”
It’s super obvious he’s cobbling his lie together one piece at a time.
“Do you know how surprised we were to end up in here?” he continues. “I’ve never personally been so surprised.”
Mom looks shaken by the talk of a cat, and she takes Dad’s hand. “Poppy, what exactly did you do?” she asks me, studying the wreckage.
I almost wish the green glow beneath the floorboards will return to swallow me whole. “We may have found the spell book and tried to summon the dead, but it didn’t work,” I say. “I’m sure it’s just . . . drafty in here. Or something.”
“The spell book!” Mom gasps. “Where is it?”
Isabella pulls it out from behind her back. “Trick or treat?”
“Where did you find it?” Mom whispers, shocked.
Isabella carefully stoops and places it on the floor, then slowly backs away from it, but doesn’t offer an answer.
Dad puts his hands on his head. “What were you thinking?” he asks me. His voice has that shaky, frustrated tone that tells me Aunt Dani is right: he really is angrier than he looks.
“I guess we weren’t?” says Isabella, looking to me for backup.”
You can read more of the excerpt at the Oh My Disney blog.
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