Goosebumps Page #5
I didn't mean to scare you.
I mean, I did mean to scare you,
but in a playful way.
So, uh, is everything okay?
I'm sorry, I have to get hold
of my son,
and I can't get
any service.
Yeah. No one can tonight.
It's weird.
I don't know what's going
on with my phone.
I can't get reception.
Slappy's taken out
the cell-phone towers.
That's what I'd do.
He's cutting us off.
Isolating us.
What was that?
Ugh, it's the Invisible Boy.
He's a menace.
Ow!
Shove him out the window.
Roll up the window.
He's got his tie!
Help, help!
Hold on.
Not cool!
Are you okay?
Yeah.
For sure.
Yeah. Wait.
Wait, look out!
Are you okay?
Yeah.
Everyone okay?
It came out of nowhere.
I don't remember writing
Right. Now I remember.
Get us out of here!
What are you doing?
I can't drive if I can't see.
Just go!
Oh, my God!
Watch out!
Turn left!
Stop driving straight!
- He's catching up! Turn right!
- Step on it!
Does someone else wanna drive?
I'll pull over right now.
Why'd you come up
with something so freaky?
I just have a knack for it,
I guess.
Oh, no. My Wagoneer.
I had such low mileage
on it.
How far are we
from the high school?
Not too far.
We can cut through
the cemetery.
I'm sorry,
a cemetery?
God, relax. The high school's
just past the woods.
Wait, how do you
know that?
Uh, sometimes I get a little
stir-crazy and go exploring.
When?
At night after you go to bed.
You're grounded.
That is so unfair.
No, it's fair.
You're bringing up good points,
but let's keep moving
while you argue.
Sneaking off in the middle
of the night with strange boys.
Unbelievable.
Shut it.
Hey, hey, do you have a dollar
I could borrow?
What? No. Why?
I'm parched.
Well, just take one.
I'm sure they'll understand.
Really? Ha!
Lemonade, grape or strawberry?
Good God, man.
Here. Orange.
I don't know what
I was thinking.
There is way more going on here
than New York.
What?
Uh, you cut yourself.
Is it bad?
Uh, yeah. It's really bad.
Is my face messed up?
Yeah. Big time.
You look exactly the same.
Did you hear that?
What are you doing?
That's the Werewolf
of Fever Swamp.
He can smell my scent.
No, it's not working.
I have to hide.
Come on.
Shh, no, no, no.
Do something.
Come on, come on.
Come on.
Come on. Go, go, go.
He's on our tail. Go.
Come on. Go, go.
Oh!
I'm stuck. Help me get out.
What are you doing?
There's no time!
I said get me out of here.
Gotta go. There's no time.
I said get me out... Oh, no.
Keep going. He's chasing us.
I'm going as fast
as I can.
Just go. We're right behind you.
Okay!
Aah! Oh!
Come on. We gotta go.
Get up. Get up.
Come on, come on!
Let's go, guys!
Come on, come on, come on.
Ha! Let's see him
get through that.
Go, go! Run, run!
- It's locked.
- This way.
I'm okay.
I'm still okay!
Who is that?
It's my Aunt Lorraine.
Oh, my gosh.
It was actually a werewolf.
What?
Aunt Lorraine,
what are you doing here?
This is the back of my store.
I didn't know where else to go.
I can't get ahold of your mother
or the cops or anyone...
Hello.
Uh, hi. Hello.
Hi. I don't think we've been
properly introduced.
Um... I'm... I'm Lorraine.
Hello. R.L. Stine.
We owe you a great debt
of gratitude.
Your reckless driving
saved our lives.
Oh, that old thing?
Lorraine. Lorraine.
So...
Lorraine.
We don't have time.
I need you to go to the police
and tell them to meet us
at the high school.
All right? Can you do that?
I can do that. Okay.
Oh, did you wanna
exchange numbers?
It's not a good time, but yes!
Oh, God, this is a bad idea.
What was that?
You okay?
Yeah, yeah. Yeah.
Yeah. Just a root.
Nothing scary here.
So how did you get
the nickname "Champ"?
It's not a nickname.
Wait. That's your real name?
Is it short for something?
My full name is Champion.
Your actual name is Champion.
Sorry.
My dad won a bronze
- back in the '92 Olympics.
- Really?
My mom, she was
an all-American sprinter
and a two-time
world debate champion.
So they named me "Champ. "
Hey, you know, if you're scared,
I can hold your hand.
Please,
you're the scaredy-cat.
Wait, wait. Hold on.
It's okay. It's just a statue.
All right? You're fine.
It's all right.
All right?
Just give me a sec.
It's...
It's caught
on your jacket.
My hero.
There. You're free to go.
What is it?
Nothing.
Are you sure?
Yeah.
Yeah, totally. I'm fi...
Zach!
Run!
Ghouls. Go, go.
Oh, they're getting closer!
Go. Here. Go. Go.
Come on. Come on. Go, go, go.
Hurry, quick, quick, quick.
I'm stuck.
Go on without me. Save yourself.
Okay. Good luck.
No, I didn't mean it,
Champion!
What kind of monster
would take me up on that offer?
Pull. Everybody pull.
I'll kill him.
Where is that little imbecile?
Wait for us, you coward!
All right. Okay, Lorraine.
You got this.
Just tell the cops to head
to the high school
and that everyone's
in trouble.
You can do this. Okay.
Oh! Nope. Wrong door.
Hello?
Is anyone in here?
Calling all cops,
calling all the cops.
Head to the high school.
My nephew's in trouble.
He's with R.L. Stine.
They think they know
how to stop all this.
Hello? Can anyone hear me?
I can hear you.
Sergeant Slappy,
ready to protect and serve.
Oh, my goodness.
You're...
Don't do it.
...a talking...
Don't say it.
...dummy.
You said it.
You have the right
to remain silent.
Where did they put
my typewriter?
I know it was this way.
It might've been the other way.
- We should split up.
- What? No.
Have you ever read
one of your books?
We're never supposed
to split up.
Come on. How many display cases
could there be?
You're touching me.
Yeah. Hang on a second.
Hannah doesn't know, does she?
She doesn't know what?
That she's not real.
She thinks
she's a person, okay?
Not just some figment
of your imagination.
How could... How could you
lie to her?
Oh, yeah?
Well, good job with that.
This gift of mine
is a curse.
You have no idea how lonely
it's been until Hannah.
She's different.
I wrote her in such a way
that she thinks she's real,
and she is real to me, Zach.
I don't expect you
to understand.
Actually, I do.
I'm afraid
of losing her.
And the truth is,
I suppose I stopped connecting
with real people
when I was your age.
After my dad died,
I shut everyone out too.
Maybe we can both start over,
if we're alive
tomorrow.
There you are.
Are you okay?
You look like
you just saw a ghost.
Okay. Well, come on.
We found the typewriter.
Oh, my sweet darling,
I've missed you so much. Mwah.
All right,
so start writing.
Yes, but what's the story?
What do you mean? Monsters lose,
good guys win, the end.
No, no, no.
It doesn't work
unless it's a real
Goosebumps story,
with twists and turns
and frights.
Not to mention some personal
growth for our hero.
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