老鼠记者 · 3 Cat and Mouse in a Haunted House
CREEEAK! Reading about those Cannycats must have made me sleepy. I dozed off. The next thing I knew, I was woken up by a noise. CREEEAK! It was coming from the laboratory. "What's that? Who's there?" I asked, my heart in my mouth. At first, no one answered. Then I heard it. A chilling, catlike laugh. "Meooooow..." moaned someone at the other end of the room. It was the GHOST! "Heeeeelp!" I screamed, terrified. I shoved aside the dresser I had used to block the door. Then I slipped out and fled down the hallway. My heart hammered away in my chest. I felt like it was drilling a hole through hard
concrete in there. I raced down the stairs. The creepy portrait of Slicedpaw watched me go. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning struck close to the castle. The red windowpanes glowed in the darkness. I gasped. A grim and horrifying shape stood out against one of the windows. The next moment, it was
blocking my way. Then it pinched my tail. It shouted, "Boo!" "Thundering cattails!" I shrieked. What a day! What a night! What mouse bumps! THEN, OF COURSE, I FAINTED.
