Phantom of the Auditorium (Classic Goosebumps #20)
Brooke's ally, Zeke, has been given the lead function within the university play, "The Phantom." Zeke's completely into it. He loves dressing up within the gruesome phantom dress. And scaring the opposite contributors of the forged. Brooke thinks Zeke's getting a bit too into it.
But then rather frightening issues commence occurring. A message seems to be on a bit of surroundings: "The Phantom Strikes!" A level mild comes crashing down.
Is somebody attempting to destroy the play?
Or is there rather a phantom residing less than the stage?
city, I remembered this area. I’ve been dwelling right here ever in view that. for almost six months now.” His eyes glared angrily back. He brushed the hair off his brow as his gruesome scowl back. “But you’re ruining it for me, aren’t you?” he acknowledged sharply. “You’re ruining all of it for me.” He hurried, stepping from the entrance, getting into the room, strolling towards us with that menacing expression. I stumbled again. “Wh-what are you going to do to us?” I cried. 23 “You ruined every thing.
Does is perform karate on us until we’re black-and-blue.” That made Peter snort. at the back of me in my room, he picked up considered one of my filled pandas and gave it a few difficult chops. “You ladies can shield yourselves,” mother stated. “Kick him back.” Peter dropped the panda to the ground. “Huh?” “Besides, he’ll be too busy accumulating candy,” mother acknowledged. “You understand he’s a complete sweet nut. He won’t have time to pester you and your friends.” She shouted to Peter. “Am I right?” “Whatever,” Peter answered. I sighed.
Demanded. He raised a finger to his lips. “Shhhh.” His eyes have been quite excited. “Let all of them go,” he whispered. i glanced out from in the back of the pillar. Ms. Walker decreased the lighting fixtures. Then she accumulated her papers and made her means out in the course of the auditorium door. “Why are we hiding here?” I whispered impatiently. Zeke grinned at me. “Let’s try the trapdoor,” he whispered again. “Huh?” “Let’s check it out. speedy. whereas there’s nobody in here.” i peeked quick round the auditorium. darkish.
“I’m unwell of your silly jokes!” I shouted. I completely misplaced it. I gave him a troublesome shove with either fingers. He went sprawling off the platform. It was once so darkish, I couldn’t see him for a second. “Ow!” I cried out as he shoved me again. Then I shoved him more durable. Then he shoved me tougher than that. I stumbled again — onto a few type of a swap. My again hit the change. a noisy clanking sound made me approximately bounce out of my epidermis. “Brooke — bounce again on! Quick!” Zeke screamed. I leaped again onto the.
began to sink. His toes disappeared. The legs of his darkish pants. Down. Down. He had stepped at the peg and was once using the trapdoor down. “Zeke!” I yelled. I ran up the aisle and pulled myself up onto the degree. “Zeke — you’re now not funny!” I shouted. however the Phantom had vanished less than the degree. I ran as much as the outlet within the degree and stared down into the darkness. Ms. Walker stepped up beside me, an offended scowl on her face. “Was that Zeke?” she requested me. “Was that actually Zeke?” “I — I’m.