01-SEE, THERE'S NOTHING THERE

SEE, THERE'S NOTHING THERE... It was a rainy October night. I was working late at the office. The only sound was coming from the rain outside my window. DRIP, DRIP, DRIP... It was so peaceful. So soothing. Smiling, I casually glanced out the window.. Cheese niblets! A GHOST was staring right back at me! I JUMPED to my paws. Squeak!! My

whiskers began trembling with fear. Get a grip, Geronimo, I told myself. I cleaned my glasses. When I looked again, the ghost was gone. "See, there's nothing there," I said out loud. I stared down at the book I had been reading. The words swam before my eyes. I must be tired, I decided. Maybe it was time to go home. But just then, the lights went out! What was going on? I yanked open my desk drawer. I had to find my flashlight. Suddenly, I spotted something glowing at the bottom of the drawer. What was it? I stretched out my paw and touched ...a skull rancid rat hairs! I jumped so high, my fur touched the ceiling. I raced to the door. I grabbed the doorknob. It felt STICKY. How strange.

The cleaning mice were usually so careful. Maybe I should squeak with them. But there was no time to worry about it now. I raised my paw up to the moonlight to get a better look. What was that dripping from my fur? It was sticky. It was red. It was BLOOD! I felt faint. The sight of blood does that to me. My heart was racing like a speed skater at the Mouse Olympics. I ran down the DARK HALL, squeaking at the top of my lungs.

All of a sudden, a white shape peeped out from around the corner. "Boo!" it howled. My jaw hit the ground. I started to sweat. I was so scared, I could hardly breathe. I felt like I was starring in a terrifying horror-mouse movie! Do you like horror movies? I hate them. Especially the ones where the mouse is home alone and the phone rings. The caller says he's coming after the mouse. Then the mouse runs around in circles, squeaking and pulling