01-OH, WHAT A HAIRY, SCARY NIGHT!

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OH, WHAT A HAIRY, SCARY NIGHT! Oh, what a hairy, scary night! It was the month of November and it was so cold I had mouse bumps the size of marbles! I buried myself under my great-aunt Ratsy's comforter and opened my book. It was a collection of ghost stories, The haunted Cheese Shop and Other Tales to Make You Squeak! An icy rain pattered against my window as I turned the pages. The wind blew open my window. My curtains danced

about wildly like a ghost in an aerobics class. I jumped out of my bed to shut the window. RATS! I was still shivering, and it wasn't just from the cold. Those ghost curtains looked pretty scary. As I climbed back into bed, the phone rang. I bounced so high my bed did double duty as a trampoline. Ring! Ring! Ring! Who could be calling so late? It was almost midnight. I picked up the receiver. "Hello, hello! Who is it?" I demanded.

"Hellooo? Geronimooo?" a voice answered. It sounded very far away. "Yes, I am Geronimo. geronimo stilton!" I shouted. "It's, me, Gerrylails," the voice continued. I groaned. The "me" was my annoying cousin Trap. I should have known. Only Trap would bother a mouse in the middle of the night. Still, he sounded sort of strange. "Trap, where are you?" I asked. The line crackled loudly. I could only make out some of my cousin's words, But what I heard sent a shiver up my tail. "I'm... in TRANSRATANIA!" he squeaked, "I'm at... Castle... Count von Ratoff... Get out..." Before I could reply, the line went dead. Yes, it was certainly one hairy, scary night!