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Chapter 10
A little girl skipped around the empty street, an enormous red balloon tied to her wrist. Ernest watched her groggily. He shook his head and headed inside the ice cream parlor to escape to growing chill.
Turning away from the window to drink in the smells of fresh ice cream, he was startled by a scream. He swung around and saw the little girl cowering in front of several hulking figures.
Ernest burst out the door to give them a piece of his mind. When he reached them, he about fell over. They were scarecrows. The corners of the sackcloth on their faces twitched into a disturbing smile as they reached for both him and the child.
Michael grunted with the effort of throwing off one of the hundreds of scarecrows. Tom, Trevor and Geoffrey were fighting with their backs to him and Maddie was cowering between them. Michael didn't know where Professor Grant had gone.
"I'm out of shot!" Geoffrey complained. "We need to get to the artillery shack."
They fought through the sea of monsters, using their last couple of bullets to clear a slim pathway. Tom hit the padlock with the butt of his pistol and wrenched the door open. Everyone took another brace of pistols and Tom hoisted a machine gun over his shoulder. Michael reached out to hand Maddie a small rifle. She wasn't there. Michael searched the area and couldn't see her.
"Tom," Michael shouted over the pandemonium, "Maddie's gone!"
"What?" Tom nearly dropped the heavy firearm in shock. "I thought you were watching her!"
"Look over there." Geoffrey pointed to three or four scarecrows carrying away a limp black form.
"Will she be hurt?" Michael asked Tom as they retrieved as much artillery as they could carry and they fought their way to the back door. They slammed through the house and pounded their way up the stairs back to their room. The scarecrows hadn't remained in the school, so it was a quick shot to the dormitory.
"We can't do anything about it," Tom sighed.
Professor Credits stormed out of his office, ready to give these rowdy boys a beating. Gunshots rang through the house and wood cracked. A blow to his head sent the headmaster reeling sideways. He turned to smack the culprit. He stopped short. An enormous monstrosity of a scarecrow loomed at least a foot taller than him.
With a shout, Professor Credits backed into his room and locked the door. Guessing from the cracking that reverberated through the building, the door would not hold the giant for long, so he crept through the office and into the adjoining bedchamber. He yanked open the door to his wardrobe and stepped in. He curled beneath a heavy coat and closed the entrance. He stayed as silent as he could, especially after he heard the scarecrow destroy his door.
Tom and Michael slammed and locked the door and slid their bedside tables against it. Their door opened in, so this was effective. Glancing around, Michael noticed that Geoffrey was missing.
"Tom, Geoff-"
"I know," Tom sighed, aiming his machine gun through the hole the fist scarecrow had created earlier.
"Can I help?"
Michael yelped and swung around to see a cowering Trevor emerging from the wardrobe.
"Here," Tom turned and handed Trevor one of the smaller pistols.
After a while, they began to relax. Tom abandoned his post at the door and collapsed onto his bed. He remained there, barely moving. A thunderous crack was followed by the shattering of glass.
Tom shot up. There was a new, smaller hole through the door. The mirror by Michael's bed was in pieces on the floor. Tom cautiously peeked through the large hole and cursed, using a word that Maddie probably would have smacked him for.
"They've got firearms!" Tom shouted, adding another curse.
Roses are red
Violets are blue
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