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Megan's 5th adventure is a collection of adventures,
problems, puzzles and mysteries all rolled up into one exciting novel.
While on a trip downtown Megan is mugged. She falls and
hits her head on the concrete. When she gets up she can't remember who she
is or anything previous to the attack. She is rescued and befriended by a
girl named Katharina who is hiding out from the police herself. She takes
her to the local homeless shelter and gets her a room. Night falls
bringing a spring storm and Megan finds she isn't alone. Something came
through the fourth story window, something dark and sinister and it has
Megan's scent.
A dark shadowy form moves over Megan as she lies in
bed. She can't move, she can't breath then suddenly she jumps up to her
feet. Slowly she turns around to see her body still lying in bed as if she
were dead. Faintly she hears a child's voice calling for help somewhere
down the street. She sets out to find out who is calling for help to find
the spirit of a girl named Aubrie who is also separated from her body. Her
and Aubrie set out to find where Aubrie's body is located but as it turns
out, it's not that simple. To complicate things the creature that's after
Megan can find her in the spirit as well as a blood hound could in the
physical world.
When Megan gets her memory back she returns home and
learns she has 4 days of makeup work to do. Xeba decides to help Megan by
allowing her to test a new "Brain Charger" formula that she has invented
in her "secret laboratory" on board the Orion craft. It may have been a
good idea but Xeba forgot to dilute the mixture before Megan drank it. As
the room begins to spin and Megan's chair levitates off the floor, Megan
is certain she's about to die while Xeba works frantically to find some
way to correct the situation. How in the world can Xeba dilute the formula
that Megan already drank while catching the things that Megan is
inadvertently moving around the lab with her mind?
When Megan returns to school Mallory decides to step up
her attacks against Megan trying to start a fight and then lay the blame
on Megan. Things backfire on Mallory though and the vice principal soon
learns that it was Mallory who had started the trouble. That doesn't solve
the situation though because it appears some small gray skinned alien
beings with huge black eyes have been observing the war between Mallory
and Megan and decided they want to study these subjects first hand on
board their spaceship. After being examined by the aliens, Megan and
Mallory were both placed in a dark room together. Will they decide to
fight each other or will they call a truce and work together to escape
this alien prison?
In science class Megan discovers her divorced science
teacher Mr. Jefferies really, really likes her. Things get out of hand
when Megan still under the influence of Xeba's "Brain Charger" causes
things to move in the classroom every time Mr. Jefferies touches her. May
tries to save the day by telling Mr. Jefferies there must be a gravity
wave UFO passing over the school building.
Mr. Hanson made Megan stay after class to talk to her
about her makeup work. Megan's history teacher thinks she copied her
answers on her homework from someone else. He doesn't believe she could
have done four days of makeup work in one night and gotten a 100% on her
answers. When she points out the fact she was the only one in class to get
100% on those lessons Mr. Hanson looses it. Megan doesn't understand why
her teacher isn't happy that she got a good grade but instead wants to
punish her for it. Things are about to change because Megan has had enough
of Mr. Hanson's bad attitude and she's about to give him a history lesson
he will never forget. That's not all because during this ordeal she
discovers why Mr. Hanson hates her so much. Listen to
the author read this excerpt in
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Excerpt
Chapter 1 Grasping the Darkness
Her breathing was shallow. She crouched in the darkness in the corner of
the closet. The clothes and blankets she had pulled over her body to
conceal herself were small comfort to her now. Something was moving inside
her bedroom - something dark and sinister with glowing red eyes. She could
hear it moving about.
Suddenly a flash of lightning flickered at the bottom of the closed closet
door. A moment passed before the thunder rumbled. The sounds of the storm
were more pronounced now that the creature had opened the bedroom window.
Suddenly the sound of something falling to the floor startled her. She
held her breath and listened. There were more sounds, the sounds of small
items being pushed about on the dresser perhaps. Something else fell to
the floor. She took a very deliberate, slow, deep breath and listened. It
was moving near the closet door. She could see the shadow of the creature
as it came near. She could hear the sniffing sounds under the door as it
tried to gain her scent. The creature gave out a soft but strange sound
almost like a growl as if it were saying, “I found you. I know where you
are.” She gulped and tightened her fists. The door moved in against the
jam. The creature was pressing its weight against the closet door now. The
sound of claws against wood could be heard clearly inside the closet.
If only she could find a weapon. Something, anything at all that she might
use to defend herself. Slowly and quietly she reached into the corners of
the closet feeling in the darkness for something she might use. Finally
her hands found a wooden shaft. “What is it?” she thought as she ran her
hand down the shaft. “A broom! It’s not a ball bat but it’s better than
nothing, I guess.”
The door handle jiggled. This door had no lock on it. The creature had
evidently figured out the door handle was the key to opening the door. It
was just a matter of time before it learned to turn the handle and pull.
If only she could jam the broom handle against the inside door knob and
prevent the door from opening.
Again the sound of the doorknob moving came loud and clear. She took
another deep breath then grasped the broom handle with both hands. The
creature made more strange sounds almost as if it were talking to the door
or perhaps to her. She wasn’t sure. These were not sounds any normal
animal might make. They were unearthly strange sounds like the creature
was trying to articulate some message. She wanted to scream out in terror
but was afraid it might only alarm the beast and cause it to attack her
quicker. She could always scream if the beast managed to open the door.
“What was that?” she thought to herself. It almost sounded like it said,
“Open the door.” She gasped. Her breathing went shallow again. The sound
of claws digging into the wood from the other side sent chills up and down
her spine. Again the creature made vocal sounds. “It sounded like it said
‘come out of there,’” she mumbled. Again she took a few quick short
breaths and renewed her grip on the broom handle.
Again the door handle made sounds but this time the knob turned causing a
clicking sound to be heard. She held her breath expecting the door to fly
open at any moment. As she listened the doorknob returned to its center
position. Evidently the creature was leaning against the door when it had
turned the knob preventing the door from opening. Again she gulped and
gave a short sigh of relief while catching her breath. What had only been
about ten minutes hiding in the closet from the creature seemed like
hours. “Why doesn’t it just leave me alone? What does it want with me?”
she thought desperately. “What the heck is that thing anyway?” Thoughts
raced through her mind.
She listened but the sounds had stopped. She looked and could still see
the faint shadow of the beast under the edge of the door. Another flash of
lightning revealed the shadow of the beast clearly as the thunder rolled.
It was studying the door trying to understand how to open it. It began to
make a soft chirping sound accompanied by a clicking sound.
The bottom of the door moved inward. She watched the bottom of the door
where the sounds were coming from. Dark inhuman fingers with claws emerged
under the door pulling at the bottom of the door as if to pull it open.
The creature had evidently decided the door must open outward. Now if only
it could associate turning the doorknob at the same time!
The boards in the door cracked as the creature pulled outward on the door.
Perhaps it would break the door from the hinges. In a fit of panic, she
tried to position the broom handle so that she might smack the creature’s
fingers and force it to let go of the door but the broom was too long and
the distance to the bottom of the door made it impossible to strike with
the broom handle. If only she had something sharp. If only she had a shoe
or something to whack it with!
Suddenly, she was startled by the creature quickly jerking the door back
and forth. She gasped then jumped up and grabbed the doorknob to hold it
fast. She could hear the creature breathing on the opposite side of the
door. It could feel her holding the doorknob. It now understood the
combination to open the door. It knew and she knew that it had solved the
puzzle. Slowly it began turning the doorknob against her resistance. She
took a deep breath and held on with all of her might but her strength was
no match for the creature. She gasped in despair as she felt the latch
release from the door.
“No! No! No!” she said softly as she tried to hold the door closed with
the creature pulling on it from the outside. Little by little the door
opened despite all she could do to prevent it. “You can’t have me!” she
screamed.
== Find out what happens to Megan in this exciting
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