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Streets of Panic Park - Chapter 01

Story so far….

Captured. Sixteen kids.

Captured and taken to an enormous mansion. It looked like a castle with black stone walls and dark towers rising up on both sides.

I’m Lizzy Morris. I’m thirteen. My brother Luke is eleven.

Yes, we were too young to face the kind of horror we found at Panic Park.

We weren’t prepared for that kind of evil. We didn’t expect someone like the man dressed all in black who stood over us now.

How did it start?

Fourteen kids had been invited to HorrorLand Theme Park as Very Special Guests. They looked forward to a week of scary fun. But they soon discovered the scares were too REAL.

The kids knew they were in danger. They became desperate to escape HorrorLand and get to another park, a place called Panic Park. A HorrorLand worker — a Horror named Byron — was their only friend. He told them they would be safe in Panic Park.

Luke and I had been to HorrorLand before. Someone at the park started sending us information online about the kids. He called himself Monster X. He told us that Panic Park was a horrifying place — that the kids would be safer in HorrorLand.

Luke and I hurried to the park to warn the kids.

When we arrived, eight kids had already escaped to Panic Park. Luke and I tried to tell the remaining kids what we had learned. We told them to stay in HorrorLand.

But the kids were frantic to follow their friends to the other park.

A girl named Jillian Gerard said she had the power to read minds. She stared into my eyes. She told the other kids I was lying. She said Luke and I were working with the Horrors to keep them in HorrorLand.

Byron helped the kids escape to Panic Park. They didn’t want my brother and me to come with them. But we followed them anyway. We thought maybe we could help them.

Panic Park turned out to be a nightmare place. No color at all. The whole park was in black and white. Strange, sad shadow people followed us everywhere. We didn’t see anyone else.

We found a newspaper that said Panic Park had closed in 1974.

Did we travel back in time? Were we in some kind of parallel universe?

We were totally confused.

We only knew for sure that Panic Park was much more terrifying than HorrorLand.

And now, here we were — all sixteen of us — in this gloomy, cold mansion.

We stared at the man in front of us. He stood on a stage behind a tall podium. He called himself The Menace.

Even before he spoke, even before he told us his name, we knew he was someone we should fear….

Chapter 01

The Menace was dressed in black from head to toe. His shirt and tie, his pants, his jacket, his shoes, were the deepest black. He wore black gloves. And his face was completely hidden in the shadow of a wide-brimmed black hat.

We had been forced to march down long, dark halls. The walls were gray. The plaster cracked and peeling. I saw no windows.

We ended up in a huge, empty chamber. Our footsteps scraped loudly over the stone floor.

The gray walls were bare. They rose up forever to a balcony that overlooked the chamber.

At the front of the room there was a stage. And a podium. And the man dressed in black. There were no chairs in front of the stage. We stood awkwardly, huddled together.

Behind us, the door was blocked by shadow people. They watched silently as The Menace gripped the podium with his gloved hands.

“Well, well, well … don’t all of you look FRIGHTENED!” he said. His voice rang off the high stone walls.

Matt Daniels is tall and athletic. He is one of the bravest kids. He stepped forward and shouted up to the stage. “Why did you bring us here? What do you want?” The Menace uttered a cold laugh. “Love the sound of your fear!” he cried. “LOVE it! LOVE it!” Matt stepped back. He muttered something to Carly Beth Caldwell. Carly Beth is little and pixyish and looks much younger than her age — twelve.

Luke and I stood behind them. I couldn’t hear what Matt said.

The Menace’s words still rang in my ears. His voice was deep but hoarse at the same time.

His icy laugh raised the hairs on the back of my neck.

“How does it feel to be so completely AFRAID?” he asked. “Do you think it’s possible to be scared to death? Well, good friends … we’re going to test that out — aren’t we!” Luke squeezed my hand. “Is he for real?” he whispered.

I started to answer, but the words caught in my throat.

Billy Deep and his sister, Sheena, took a few steps back from the stage. They kept glancing behind us to the door. Probably thinking of making a run for it.

Britney Crosby and her friend Molly Molloy couldn’t hide the fear from their faces. They stood with their arms crossed tightly in front of them and their jaws clenched.

“We escaped HorrorLand to come to this place!” Matt shouted up to the stage. “We were told we’d be safe here.” “Safe?” The Menace replied. “No one is safe in MY park!” He slapped the podium with both hands. “Uh-oh, guys. Don’t look now, but I think someone LIED to you.” His words created an uproar. We all started talking at once.

And then Matt and Michael Munroe stepped in front of Jillian and her twin brother, Jackson. Matt balled his fists at his sides. “YOU’RE the ones who lied to us!” he cried.

We formed an angry circle around Jillian and Jackson.

“You tricked us into coming to Panic Park,” Carly Beth said. “Lizzy told the truth — that we’d be safer in HorrorLand. But you told us she was lying.” “We thought you were our friends!” Carly Beth’s friend Sabrina Mason said in a trembling voice. “How could you DO that to us?” Michael is big and powerful. His nickname back home is Monster.

He pushed his face right up to Jillian’s. “Admit it,” he said angrily. “Admit it, Jillian. You tricked us into coming here — because you and your brother were working for The Menace the whole time!” “NO!” Jillian cried. She stumbled back, trying to get away. But Michael stayed right in her face.

“It’s not true!” Jackson shouted. “Leave my sister alone!”

“We … we were never working for The Menace!” Jillian stuttered, her face bright red. “It’s not true. It’s not TRUE!” “Oh, but it IS true!” the voice from the stage called.

I gasped. A silence fell over the big room.

“It is true!” The Menace said to the twins. “Don’t lie to your friends.”

“But … but …” Jillian stammered.

The Menace raised a gloved hand to silence her. “Where do you think your special powers came from? From that tacky wooden fortune-teller? Of course not. Your powers came special delivery from yours truly, the one and only Menace!” “No!” Jillian cried, shaking her head again and again. “No! No!”

“We didn’t know!” Jackson exclaimed. He turned to Matt and Michael and the rest of us. “We didn’t know we were helping The Menace! I swear!” “You’re both liars!” Michael cried.

“No —” Jackson tried to duck away.

But Michael punched him hard in the stomach, then tackled him to the stone floor. Grunting and groaning, the two boys wrestled at our feet.

“Stop it! STOP it!” Jillian screamed, her hands pressed tightly to her cheeks.

“Love it! LOVE it!” called The Menace, thumping the podium with his gloved fists. “I can SMELL the fear in this room!” Michael gave Jackson one last punch, then he jumped up.

Jackson lay sprawled on his back, groaning and rubbing his sore stomach.

“Oh, come on.” The Menace sighed. “Don’t you want to fight some more? You know it makes me happy.” I squinted hard, trying to see the face under the wide brim of the black hat. But I could see only shadow.

Is there a face under there?

The Menace raised one arm and waved to the shadow people at the back of the chamber. “Come over here, shades. Take Jillian and Jackson away.” “Huh?” Jillian let out a cry.

“Take them away,” The Menace ordered. “They’ve done their job brilliantly. But … I have no more use for them.” “Wait —” Jackson cried. “What do you MEAN?”

“What are you going to do to us?” Jillian wailed.

But they didn’t get an answer.

Shadow people slid around them. Covered them in a blanket of darkness. And herded them out of the room through a narrow door behind the stage.

I shuddered. I could still hear the twins screaming from the other side of the door.

The Menace leaned over the podium toward us. “How frightening is that?” he said. “Ooh, I’m shaking. I’m tingling all over. And the fun hasn’t even started yet!” I heard a noise. I turned in time to see Billy Deep spin around and break for the door behind us, his shoes clattering on the hard floor.

“Let’s go! We’re OUTTA here!” he screamed.

Sheena started to follow him.

“No — WAIT!” I cried. “Billy — DON’T!”

I saw the danger. I guess Billy didn’t care.

He was almost to the entrance when a group of shadow people floated in front of him.

They wrapped themselves around him. For a long moment, we couldn’t see him. He disappeared behind the shadows.

I held my breath. And watched him come bursting out — right through the shadow people.

We all saw him. We all saw what had happened to him.

But his sister, Sheena, was the first to scream. “NOOOO! Oh, NO! What have you done to my brother?”