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absolute favorite food.
    Zeek could probably see the hunger in my eyes. “Two bites,” he said. “Then the police.”
    â€œOf course,” the woman said. She seemed nice.
    Zeek and I sat down at the table.
    The woman turned on a radio and hummed to the music. She stepped over to the counter, picked up two plates, and set them on the table.
    Dun-dun-dunnn! The music on the radio suddenly changed. It got creepy.
    And so did the lady’s face. Her mouth twisted all up. Then her eyes blinked and rolled backward.
    â€œNoodle! She’s one of them! RUN!”
    We jumped for the door.
    Wham! Too late. “Dad” was there.
    â€œHunnneee!” he groaned as he stood in the doorway. “I’mmm home!”
    Oh, sure. Just your ordinary, everyday Dad.
    Only this one had a flat head, a huge scar, and little silver electrodes sticking out of his neck.
    â€œGet them, Frank!” the lady snapped.
    â€œWe’re out of here!” I shouted.
    Before dear old Dad could stretch out his huge arms for us, we were blurring through the kitchen and up the stairs.
    â€œBathroom!” Zeek yelled.
    â€œWe don’t have time,” I shouted.
    â€œNo—the bathroom window! It’s open!”
    Stomp. Stomp. Stomp. Flathead Dad was storming up the stairs.
    We shot into the bathroom. But when we tried to climb out the window, it wasn’t. A window, I mean. It was just painted on the wall.
    â€œYikes!” yelled Zeek. “Up the stairs!”
    We flew up three more flights of old-creaking-loose-falling-down stairs.
    â€œOh, man, Zeek,” I huffed. “This is not happening!”
    â€œYou can say that all you want, Nood. But it keeps on happening!”
    When we got to the top floor, I ran in the first room I could find. I pulled Zeek in behind me, and locked the door.
    Big mistake.
    â€œ Grrrrrr! ”
    â€œNoodle?” Zeek said. “That’s your stomach, right? You saw the waffles, you didn’t eat them, and now your stomach is growling, right?”
    â€œUm … sorry, Zeek.”
    â€œ Grrrrrr-rrrrrrr! ”
    We looked over to the bed. Someone was waking up. He didn’t look too happy. He also didn’t look too human. He was all hairy, like a—
    â€œWerewolf!”
    The werewolf bolted up, sprang in front of Zeek, and threw him toward the window. Crash!
    â€œNooooooooodle!”
    I froze in shock as I saw Zeek break through the window and go tumbling out.
    All the way to the ground.
    Four floors below.

SEVEN
    â€œYou creep!” I screamed. “You killed my best friend!”
    I jumped on the bed, bounced up and kicked the hairy jerk with both feet.
    The wolfman slumped over. But the force of the kick knocked me off the bed. I hit a chair, flipped over, and flew out the window, too.
    Whoa! I grabbed the windowsill and hung on. But my grip was no good.
    I couldn’t hold on.
    My fingers slipped off the edge.
    â€œAhhhhh!” I fell straight down.
    A second later, something grabbed me.
    â€œDon’t worry, Noodle. I’ve got you!”
    It was Zeek!
    I looked down. There was nothing but air below us. “You’ve got me?” I said. “But who’s got you?”
    Vooom!
    We fell like rocks.
    Boing!
    We bounced back up again.
    â€œIt’s a stunt trampoline, Nood! So when the heroes fall out of windows, they don’t get hurt!”
    Boing!
    â€œI can’t believe it!” I cried. “Does this mean that Danger Guys are indestructible?”
    â€œWell, so far, anyway!” Zeek said, giving me a smile. Then he pointed down. “A couple more jumps, and we’re out. Look!”
    About twenty feet away was a regular backyard. And across the yard was the castle.
    â€œLet’s hop!” I shouted.
    We bounced a couple more times, somersaulted, and landed in the backyard.
    â€œUm … Noodle?” said Zeek, dusting himself off. “This isn’t your ordinary