Goosebumps 16 - One Day at Horrorland by R.L. Stine

Author:R.L. Stine [Stine, R.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-03-26T02:58:00+00:00

Clay covered his head with his hands. All three of us raised our eyes to the trees.

Were there really snakes up there?

It was too dark to see anything. The leaves were so thick, no sunlight filtered through.

Suddenly, I heard a gentle hissing sound.

At first I thought it was just the rustle of the leaves.

But then the hissing grew louder — until all of the trees seemed to be hissing down at us.

"Run!" I cried.

The three of us started running along the trail, ducking low, our sneakers thudding hard on the pavement. The hissing in the trees above us grew louder, angrier.

I thought I saw a long, dark snake slithering in the grass beside the trail. But it might have just been a shadow.

We kept running even after the trees ended and we were in sunlight again.

The trail curved past a row of evil-looking statues. They were made of stone. They were statues of grinning monsters, eyes narrowed menacingly, fangs lowered from their twisted mouths. Their arms were outstretched, ready to grab anyone who came close.

I slowed to a trot, my eyes on the ugly statues. Suddenly I heard low, evil laughter.

"It — it's coming from the statues!" Clay exclaimed. "Keep running!"

Did the statues move toward us? Did they raise their arms higher? Did they beckon to us to come closer?

I'm not sure. With their evil laughter in my ears, I lowered my head and turned on the speed.

All three of us were panting hard as we ran along the trail. I didn't see any other people. I didn't see anyone in a Horror costume, either.

We slowed as we came to another sign. This one had an arrow pointing in the direction we were running. It read: FRONT EXIT. DON'T BOTHER. YOU

WILL NEVER ESCAPE.

I caught the worried expression on Clay's face as he read the sign. "It's only a joke," I told him. "The signs are supposed to be funny."

"Ha-ha," he said weakly. He was panting hard, struggling to catch his breath.

Without warning, Luke jumped on Clay's shoulders. "Hey, Clay — how about a ride?"

Clay cried out angrily, "Get off!"

Luke laughed and hung on. Clay dropped to his knees, trying to throw Luke off.

"Come on, guys," I pleaded. "Luke, stop being such a goof. We're trying to find Mom and Dad."

But now they were laughing and wrestling on the ground.

"Come on, guys!" I shouted, rolling my eyes. "Let's go!" I tugged my brother to his feet.

Clay's glasses had flown off. He stopped to pick them up from the grass.

Then we continued on our way.

The path led past a rectangular flower garden — filled with black flowers! Then it suddenly came to a stop in front of a large, red barn.

The boys walked up to the open doorway of the barn. I stayed back, searching for a path that led around the barn. I couldn't see one.

"The path goes right through the barn to the other side," Luke called to me. "Come on, Lizzy!" He motioned for me to join them.

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