11-WHO TURNED OFF THE LIGHTS？

WHO TURNED OFF THE LIGHTS? Before anyone could respond, we heard a sound— CREAK! I nearly jumped right out of my fur. "W-w-what was that?" I gasped. My heart was beating so hard I felt like I had just finished the New Mouse City Marathon. Of course, the closest I'd ever gotten to the marathon was the time I watched it on TV while eating a giant double-decker cheddar sandwich. Yum!

For a minute, I almost forgot about the mummy. But then, we heard another creak. And then another, and another. Suddenly, all the lights went out. "Stop! Who's there? Who turned off the lights?" Professor Sandsnout yelled. The same DISGUSTING MUSTY ODOR I had smelled earlier filled the air. Then we heard someone—or something—moaning. WOOOOOO! GOOOO AWAAAAAY... OR YOU'LL BEEEEEEEEEE SOOOOOOOOOOORRY....

A swishing sound followed. It sounded as if someone with bandaged feet was coming toward us. They shuffled closer and closer. Was it the MUMMY? Or some other CREEPY Egyptian monster? Rat-munching rattlesnakes! How much more could one mouse take? Just when I was certain I would die of fright, we heard a muffled little laugh. "Hee, hee, hee, hee..." it cackled. The laugh grew weaker and weaker and weaker until it was gone. Who was laughing at us? Professor Sandsnout scrambled around in the dark and came back with a FLASHLIGHT. The beam of light threw EERIE SHADOWS around the room. Then he headed toward the circuit breaker and turned on the lights.

I looked around. Everything looked the same as before. Except for one thing— The papyrus was gone! The professor's fur turned as white as a slice of mozzarella. He searched the floor, his desk, the inside of his garbage pail. But the papyrus was nowhere to be found. Someone had stolen it. BUT WHO? WHO? WHO?