Scariest. Book. Ever. by R. L. Stine

Author:R. L. Stine [Stine, R.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Scholastic Inc.
Published: 2023-09-02T00:00:00+00:00

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We found the path and followed it through the trees to Wendell’s house. I crossed my fingers and hoped he’d be there when we got back.

But were we headed the right way? Or were we walking deeper into Wayward Forest?

The mud had dried and caked to my clothing. I hoped Wendell had a big bathtub. I was going to need at least five baths when I got to the house!

Betty and I both stopped when we heard noises above us in the trees. A low growl. Then another.

“Tree bears!” I exclaimed.

We heard the creak of the shifting branches and the low, muttered growls of the bears up above us.

“This is good news,” Betty said, breathing hard. “It means this is the way we came. We’re heading in the right direction.”

“I—I hope so,” I stammered. “Keep going. I don’t want another wrestling match with one of them!”

It was night when we finally stepped out of the forest.

I wanted to cheer and jump for joy. But I barely had the strength to move another inch. I bent over, grabbed my muddy knees, and forced myself to take breath after breath.

“We … we made it,” Betty said. She slapped me on the back and nearly knocked me over. “Look.” She pointed.

Under the pale light of a full moon, Wendell’s back lawn stretched in front of us. In the distance, I could see the house rising into the purple sky. And I could see the three sheds forming a shadowy line across the side of the lawn.

“Bellamy!” I said. “The poor guy must be lonely.”

“I hope Jesse remembered to feed him,” Betty said.

We both trotted through the tall grass, wet from the dew, toward Bellamy’s shed. I stopped when I heard a cry. Betty stopped beside me and uttered a gasp.

We heard another shrill cry. And then banging sounds. From the shed on the right.

“The same as this afternoon,” I said.

“Wendell said that he had caught something called a bloodskeet,” Betty whispered. “But—”

“But the shouts are so human!” I said.

“Helllllp!”

“That’s definitely a person,” Betty said. “That’s not an animal cry.”

We stayed together and crept closer to the shed.

Bannng bannnnng.

I stopped.

Someone was in that shed. Pounding hard on the metal wall.

I pulled Betty back.

“We can’t go near that shed,” I whispered.

She swung free of my grasp. “Why not?”

“Wendell said not to, remember? He said to stay away.”

“Well, Wendell isn’t here,” Betty replied. “And it sounds like someone is in trouble in there.”

Bellamy started to bark.

“Let’s go see Bellamy instead,” I said. “Let’s listen to what Wendell said and—”

Bannng bannnnng.

The beating on the shed wall drowned out Bellamy’s barking.

“We’re coming, Bellamy! Don’t worry!” Betty shouted. But she trotted up to the shed at the end of the row.

I hung back. I knew this could be trouble. Wendell had warned us about the shed. And he seemed very serious.

Betty reached out and wrapped her hand around the padlock on the shed door.

“No—don’t!” I cried, stepping up beside her. “Don’t touch the lock. Please. We can’t open the door.

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