47 - Legend of the Lost Legend by R.L. Stine - (ebook by Undead) Page A
Authors: R.L. Stine - (ebook by Undead)
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the creatures arched their backs.
The black fur on their backs stood straight up.
“Wh-what are they going to do?” Marissa stammered.
I opened my mouth to answer her, but only a tiny squeak escaped.
The water flowed past my shoulders. I raised my hands out of the water,
trying to keep from sinking under.
“Justin—what are they going to do?” she repeated in a shriek.
We didn’t have to wait long to find out.
Before we could even cry out, the cat heads came swooping down at us. The
jaws opened wide. The curled and jagged teeth slid apart.
I turned and tried to squirm and wriggle away. But I couldn’t move. Water
splashed over my face. Then I felt teeth clamp shut on the back of my
sweatshirt.
Sputtering, gasping for breath, I felt myself lifted up. My boots made a popping sound as they were pulled from the mud.
I felt the cat’s hot breath on my neck and the back of my head. The teeth
held me firmly, plucking me up, up out of the stream.
“Whoooooa!” I finally found my voice.
The cat dangled me high in the air.
My arms and legs thrashed wildly. The cat tossed its head, swinging me from
side to side.
“Helllp! Ohhh, help!” I heard my sister’s cry from nearby. I turned and saw
her hoisted up by the other cat, hoisted high in the air, the cat’s jaws clamped
tightly on the back of Marissa’s sweatshirt.
I tried to call out to Marissa. But a burst of hot cat breath nearly
suffocated me.
I felt myself being lifted even higher as the cat rose up on its hind legs. A
paw swung up and batted my side. The other paw batted me the other way.
Does it think I’m a cat toy? I wondered.
I didn’t have time to think about it.
I twisted dizzily as the cat played with me, batting me from side to side.
Then, suddenly, I found myself being lowered.
The jaws opened.
I was falling now.
Into the water?
No. I landed hard on my back on the shore. So hard, I bounced. Pain shot
through my body.
I ignored it and scrambled to my feet. My heart pounding, my whole body
shaking, I tried to run.
But the cat grabbed me up again, its jaws closing around my right shoulder.
As I sailed back up into the air, I saw Marissa falling through the air. I
heard her cry out as she hit the ground. And then I saw the other black cat bend
its head, open its jaws, and drag Marissa up in the air again.
Up—and then down. My body slammed hard on the shore. I gasped and struggled
to my hands and knees. In time to be picked up again and dangled over the water.
Marissa and I both hung over the stream.
Then once more, we were dropped to the shore.
“Oww!” I bounced hard. Stared up as the cat lowered its massive head to pick
me up again.
“What are they doing ?” Marissa screeched. “Why are they doing this?”
“I know what they’re doing. They’re doing what cats always do!” I cried,
feeling cold horror run down my body. “They’re playing with their food.”
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“Whooooaaa!”
My stomach lurched as I felt myself being swooped up into the air again. A
black cat’s paw swiped at me and sent me swinging.
“They-they’re going to eat us?” Marissa called.
“We must look like mice to them!” I shouted back.
And then I had an idea.
The cat tossed its head and sent me flying. It caught me between its enormous
paws. The paws squeezed my middle so hard, I thought my head might pop off!
But as I struggled to breathe, my idea gave me hope.
Do I have time? I wondered. Can I do it—before this cat swallows me
whole?
The cat tossed me up again, then caught me between its teeth. Pain shot down
my back. My whole body tingled and ached.
With a groan, I twisted my body. I reached behind me and struggled to grab
the backpack.
If I can unzip it, I thought, maybe I can reach the mechanical mice I stuffed
inside. And maybe I can switch one or two of them on. And maybe the mice will
distract the two cats. And maybe Marissa and I can escape.
Maybe, maybe, maybe.
But I had to try
The black fur on their backs stood straight up.
“Wh-what are they going to do?” Marissa stammered.
I opened my mouth to answer her, but only a tiny squeak escaped.
The water flowed past my shoulders. I raised my hands out of the water,
trying to keep from sinking under.
“Justin—what are they going to do?” she repeated in a shriek.
We didn’t have to wait long to find out.
Before we could even cry out, the cat heads came swooping down at us. The
jaws opened wide. The curled and jagged teeth slid apart.
I turned and tried to squirm and wriggle away. But I couldn’t move. Water
splashed over my face. Then I felt teeth clamp shut on the back of my
sweatshirt.
Sputtering, gasping for breath, I felt myself lifted up. My boots made a popping sound as they were pulled from the mud.
I felt the cat’s hot breath on my neck and the back of my head. The teeth
held me firmly, plucking me up, up out of the stream.
“Whoooooa!” I finally found my voice.
The cat dangled me high in the air.
My arms and legs thrashed wildly. The cat tossed its head, swinging me from
side to side.
“Helllp! Ohhh, help!” I heard my sister’s cry from nearby. I turned and saw
her hoisted up by the other cat, hoisted high in the air, the cat’s jaws clamped
tightly on the back of Marissa’s sweatshirt.
I tried to call out to Marissa. But a burst of hot cat breath nearly
suffocated me.
I felt myself being lifted even higher as the cat rose up on its hind legs. A
paw swung up and batted my side. The other paw batted me the other way.
Does it think I’m a cat toy? I wondered.
I didn’t have time to think about it.
I twisted dizzily as the cat played with me, batting me from side to side.
Then, suddenly, I found myself being lowered.
The jaws opened.
I was falling now.
Into the water?
No. I landed hard on my back on the shore. So hard, I bounced. Pain shot
through my body.
I ignored it and scrambled to my feet. My heart pounding, my whole body
shaking, I tried to run.
But the cat grabbed me up again, its jaws closing around my right shoulder.
As I sailed back up into the air, I saw Marissa falling through the air. I
heard her cry out as she hit the ground. And then I saw the other black cat bend
its head, open its jaws, and drag Marissa up in the air again.
Up—and then down. My body slammed hard on the shore. I gasped and struggled
to my hands and knees. In time to be picked up again and dangled over the water.
Marissa and I both hung over the stream.
Then once more, we were dropped to the shore.
“Oww!” I bounced hard. Stared up as the cat lowered its massive head to pick
me up again.
“What are they doing ?” Marissa screeched. “Why are they doing this?”
“I know what they’re doing. They’re doing what cats always do!” I cried,
feeling cold horror run down my body. “They’re playing with their food.”
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“Whooooaaa!”
My stomach lurched as I felt myself being swooped up into the air again. A
black cat’s paw swiped at me and sent me swinging.
“They-they’re going to eat us?” Marissa called.
“We must look like mice to them!” I shouted back.
And then I had an idea.
The cat tossed its head and sent me flying. It caught me between its enormous
paws. The paws squeezed my middle so hard, I thought my head might pop off!
But as I struggled to breathe, my idea gave me hope.
Do I have time? I wondered. Can I do it—before this cat swallows me
whole?
The cat tossed me up again, then caught me between its teeth. Pain shot down
my back. My whole body tingled and ached.
With a groan, I twisted my body. I reached behind me and struggled to grab
the backpack.
If I can unzip it, I thought, maybe I can reach the mechanical mice I stuffed
inside. And maybe I can switch one or two of them on. And maybe the mice will
distract the two cats. And maybe Marissa and I can escape.
Maybe, maybe, maybe.
But I had to try
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