12 Escape from HorrorLand by R.L. Stine

Author:R.L. Stine [Stine, R.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Byron frowned at Jillian. “This is crazy. You’re wasting time.”

“Is he telling the truth?” Matt asked her.

Jillian nodded. “Yes. It’s not a trick. He wants to help us.”

“Whew. That’s good news,” Matt said. He gave Byron a high five. “Tell us what to do.”

“Follow me,” Byron said. “There’s only one way out of here.”

He started walking toward the rides, swinging his big furry arms, taking long strides. We had to jog to keep up with him.

We passed three shadow people, nearly hidden in the shade of an empty shop. Their heads turned to follow us as we hurried by. But they didn’t move.

Luke hurried up beside me. “I don’t think we can trust this Horror,” I whispered.

“But Jillian read his mind,” Luke said.

“Yes,” I whispered. “But Jillian said she read MY mind — and she was wrong.”

“Her brother’s powers are real,” Luke said. He frowned. “I don’t know what to think.”

Byron turned suddenly and began to follow a curving path into a thick grove of trees.

“What should we do?” Luke whispered.

“We have to stick with the other kids,” I replied. “Maybe Byron will get us back to HorrorLand, where it’s safe.”

“Maybe …” Luke said quietly.

Crows cawed in the trees overhead. I saw another shadow person watching us as we passed. I turned to stare at him, and he ducked behind a broad tree trunk.

Byron stopped in front of two tall hedges. The hedges stretched way over our heads, all pine needles and prickly thorns. I peered into the narrow opening between the two hedges. Dark inside. Darker than night.

“Be careful. Those thorns are sharp,” Byron warned.

“Where are we?” Carly Beth asked.

“The entrance to The Midnight Maze,” Byron replied. He glanced around nervously. “It’s a maze where time stands still. It’s always midnight inside the maze.”

Michael leaned into the narrow space between the hedges. “Are we supposed to go in there?” he asked.

Byron nodded. “The maze leads out of Panic Park,” he said. “It will take you back to our world. It’s the only exit.”

“Huh?” Michael kept staring into the black space. “Are you joking? This is the only way out of Panic Park? Where’s the front gate?”

“There is no front gate,” Byron answered. “Check out the map. You’ll see. This is the only exit.”

I felt my throat tighten in fear. I don’t like narrow, dark places.

Last Halloween, Mom and Dad took us to a haunted house that had been set up downtown. You know. The kind where you pay admission. Then you walk through creepy, dark halls and people in costumes leap out at you and try to make you scream.

I hated it. It really frightened me.

I’m usually pretty brave. But I just couldn’t stand being closed up in those twisting, dark halls.

And now, staring into the black opening between the hedges brought that fear back.

“Is … is it a hard maze?” I stammered.

Byron nodded. He rubbed the curled horns that poked out from the top of his head. “Stick together, and you should be okay,” he said softly.

“How long does it take?” I asked.

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