老鼠记者 · 7-Red Pizzas for a Blue Count

07-WHO FLEW IN THE DARK OF NIGHT?

WHO FLEW IN THE DARK OF NIGHT? It was a pitch-black night. You couldn't see your nose in front of your snout. we were like the Three Blind Mice trying to figure out which way to run. A sudden flash of lightning filled the black sky. "That's it!" shouted Benjamin. "That's the castle over there!"

I caught a glimpse of the castle's pointed towers. "What a perfect picture!" cried Thea happily, pulling out her camera. Just then, we heard a noise. A very odd- looking steam-powered car rattled toward us. The mouse at the wheel appeared to have a hunched back. He was dressed all in black with a dark hood pulled over his head. The strange rodent was humming an even stranger song.

A large copper boiler was attached to the front of the funny-Looking car. Pipes of all shapes and sizes stuck out of it. Every now and then, the driver would pull a chain and smoke would shoot out of the largest pipe. The driver would cough and choke. Afraid of being seen or squished, we dove into the bushes along the side of the road. The mouse drove by, coughing and hacking away. He reminded me of my great-uncle Scratchy before he gave up smoking. We continued on toward the castle. But half an hour later, we spotted another strange creature. This one wasn't driving a car, though. In fact, it wasn't even on the ground. It was flying through the air. It was black and looked sort of like a

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gigantic bat. No, not the kind of bat you'd use to hit a home run out at Ratball Field. I'm talking about the furry black squeaking sort of bat. The kind that comes out at night and sleeps hanging upside down. The strange creature seemed to have come from the castle. It flew over our heads and headed off toward the village. "w-w-what was that?" stuttered Benjamin as the creature disappeared into the clouds. "Beats me," said my sister. "But whatever it was, I hope it smiled!" She patted her camera. "I just took its picture!"

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