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Authors: R.L. Stine
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my imagination! Not at all.
I gazed at the ground, wondering what was going on. There were fewer barnacles, I realized. The reef seemed more even, almost smooth. I had to slow down as I continued on.
A sudden violent shake made me stop dead in my tracks. I dropped to my knees.
Several more shakes followed.
âWhatâs happening?â I cried.
My voice sounded tiny and scared.
Then I knew! I was on a tiny coral reef island. I was in the middle of an earthquake!
I had to get off the island fast. I had to get to someplace more secure.
I started to run again and slid all over the place. I fell and picked myself up again and again.
The shaking grew more violent!
I couldnât hold on much longer!
The ground rose beneath me, and I was lifted into the air! Higher and higher above the cold, rough water.
I gazed at the sea below and swallowed hard.
I tried to cling to the reef. It shifted beneath me. My feet slid on the soft, slippery surface.
Suddenly I knew. I was not standing on a reef.
This was no earthquake.
It was much, much worse!
16
âA aaahhhhhh!â I shrieked. The horrible truth sank in!
I was walking on the back of the creature!
The hideous single eye blinked far ahead of me. Below me, dozens of tentacles swirled around in the water.
I clung to the creatureâs back, riding it like a huge bucking bronco!
The creature was bigger than gigantic. I realized Iâd seen only a tiny part of it before. Here, on top of it, the creature was much, much bigger than it looked through the glass.
Higher and higher into the air I soared as the creature heaved its enormous body. Club Lagoonawas a tiny dot below me. Water dripped off the creatureâs back, splashing into the ocean.
My body shivered in fear. But at least while I was on its back, I was out of the reach of its tentacle-tongue!
Then the creature started sinking. I could see the surface of the water heading up toward me. The creature was submerging!
How could I escape? I asked myself. What could I do?
Terror froze my brain.
The creature lowered itself into the ocean. Water lapped around my ankles. My knees. My neck.
I was a goner!
Just as I was about to go under, a tentacle sneaked up from beneath the creature. It wrapped around my waist. The slimy suckers grabbed on to my skin. It lifted me high, high, higher!
Then the tentacle fell. I flew through the airâplunging toward the water. The wind whistled in my ears. I clung to the tentacle with all my might!
Smack!
I hit the water hard. It stung my skin like a terrible sunburn.
The tentacle released me. I went under, kicking and struggling, trying to fight my way back up to the surface.
Then I felt two tentacles grab me. One slippedaround each ankle! They lifted me out of the water. I felt like a wishbone at Thanksgiving!
I dangled upside down, far above the water. Higher than the high dive in the Atlantis pool!
Then the tentacles let go!
I tried to hold my body straight as I sailed through the air. I whipped my arms out in front of me to break my fall.
I plunged headfirst into the cold, churning water. It felt as if Iâd been pounded by hundreds of fists.
The force of the dive plunged me deep into the water. I didnât think I could stop going down. I stretched my arms out, trying to slow myself.
Then I shifted my arms, hoping I could change direction. To go up. Finally, I turned. I kicked hard. I glimpsed the light of the surface above me.
I was almost there! I broke the surface and sucked in a breath of air.
But the tentacle grabbed me and yanked me down again!
The awful truth hit me. The creature was playing with me. Torturing me. The way my cat likes to torture its stuffed toy.
And once I was too tired to fight back, or it got bored, it would end it all. It would finally eat me.
No! I wasnât going to let it!
I struggled and kicked and hit the scaly thing. I yanked and pounded. It held me like a fist. It wrapped around my arms and
I gazed at the ground, wondering what was going on. There were fewer barnacles, I realized. The reef seemed more even, almost smooth. I had to slow down as I continued on.
A sudden violent shake made me stop dead in my tracks. I dropped to my knees.
Several more shakes followed.
âWhatâs happening?â I cried.
My voice sounded tiny and scared.
Then I knew! I was on a tiny coral reef island. I was in the middle of an earthquake!
I had to get off the island fast. I had to get to someplace more secure.
I started to run again and slid all over the place. I fell and picked myself up again and again.
The shaking grew more violent!
I couldnât hold on much longer!
The ground rose beneath me, and I was lifted into the air! Higher and higher above the cold, rough water.
I gazed at the sea below and swallowed hard.
I tried to cling to the reef. It shifted beneath me. My feet slid on the soft, slippery surface.
Suddenly I knew. I was not standing on a reef.
This was no earthquake.
It was much, much worse!
16
âA aaahhhhhh!â I shrieked. The horrible truth sank in!
I was walking on the back of the creature!
The hideous single eye blinked far ahead of me. Below me, dozens of tentacles swirled around in the water.
I clung to the creatureâs back, riding it like a huge bucking bronco!
The creature was bigger than gigantic. I realized Iâd seen only a tiny part of it before. Here, on top of it, the creature was much, much bigger than it looked through the glass.
Higher and higher into the air I soared as the creature heaved its enormous body. Club Lagoonawas a tiny dot below me. Water dripped off the creatureâs back, splashing into the ocean.
My body shivered in fear. But at least while I was on its back, I was out of the reach of its tentacle-tongue!
Then the creature started sinking. I could see the surface of the water heading up toward me. The creature was submerging!
How could I escape? I asked myself. What could I do?
Terror froze my brain.
The creature lowered itself into the ocean. Water lapped around my ankles. My knees. My neck.
I was a goner!
Just as I was about to go under, a tentacle sneaked up from beneath the creature. It wrapped around my waist. The slimy suckers grabbed on to my skin. It lifted me high, high, higher!
Then the tentacle fell. I flew through the airâplunging toward the water. The wind whistled in my ears. I clung to the tentacle with all my might!
Smack!
I hit the water hard. It stung my skin like a terrible sunburn.
The tentacle released me. I went under, kicking and struggling, trying to fight my way back up to the surface.
Then I felt two tentacles grab me. One slippedaround each ankle! They lifted me out of the water. I felt like a wishbone at Thanksgiving!
I dangled upside down, far above the water. Higher than the high dive in the Atlantis pool!
Then the tentacles let go!
I tried to hold my body straight as I sailed through the air. I whipped my arms out in front of me to break my fall.
I plunged headfirst into the cold, churning water. It felt as if Iâd been pounded by hundreds of fists.
The force of the dive plunged me deep into the water. I didnât think I could stop going down. I stretched my arms out, trying to slow myself.
Then I shifted my arms, hoping I could change direction. To go up. Finally, I turned. I kicked hard. I glimpsed the light of the surface above me.
I was almost there! I broke the surface and sucked in a breath of air.
But the tentacle grabbed me and yanked me down again!
The awful truth hit me. The creature was playing with me. Torturing me. The way my cat likes to torture its stuffed toy.
And once I was too tired to fight back, or it got bored, it would end it all. It would finally eat me.
No! I wasnât going to let it!
I struggled and kicked and hit the scaly thing. I yanked and pounded. It held me like a fist. It wrapped around my arms and
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