Goosebumps

Chapter 5: On The Run

My mind played the dream over and over, bouncing around in my head. Why did I dream that? Why...? The question stuck in my head. Why in the dream would Zach and Hannah call me such...horrible names? They would never do that unless they are my friends. But I don't believe that they are, considering what I told Stine after I had that massive panic attack, who also returned that feeling towards me.

A tear came down my cheek, and luckily nobody saw it since it's on the other side of my face which is towards the window. I...actually wanted to get away from these people. Except, I can't do that at all. I have help stop these monsters. Even that wooden dummy that wanted me... to make me panic even more. To me, Slappy is the most evil monster in all the Goosebumps series, knowing what he's capable of.

I rested my head on my hand, closing my eyes. I didn't fall asleep this time in case the dream comes back. And if I told Stine about my dream... he'll just call me crazy. In fact, maybe I am crazy. No way nobody will call me cruel names, which are all lies. Lies!

Another tear. Don't cry, I ordered myself. Whatever you do not cry. Think happy things... Oh, what's the point? Nothing makes me happy anymore. All thanks to those who made it go away. I've been through so much that...there had been some days where I just wanted to...be gone, as in not being around anymore. And if you don't know what I'm talking about, think on what I just mentioned. What do people do most of the time when they think that they'll never be happy again? If you answered correctly...well...great job, because a lot of people in my shoes do it every, single year. And I might be next...

Inside the car, heading towards the high school had been pretty quiet. A couple of times, I thought I was the only one in the car, and when I opened my eyes, everyone was still there. Why can't I be at home sleeping? That's a thing I wanted to do. Plus, when we stop this monster invasion, I'll just...leave them and don't have to see them anymore.

I went to close my eyes, when Zach said something. "I'm going to call my mom and warn her about the monsters," he broke the silence, taking his phone out of his hoodie pocket. He was about to dial his mom's number when he realized something. "I don't know what's going on with my phone." He raised his phone as Champ rolled down his window since he's not in the middle of the backseat this time, getting some fresh air. "I can't get reception," Zach stated frustrated.

I looked at his phone, seeing that it has no bars. "Do you have it on data?" I asked.

"No. Why?" he replied, raising a brow at me, lowering his phone.

I held out my hand. "Give me your phone," I requested. He handed his phone to me. "If I put it on data, maybe it'll work," I told him. I went on his network settings and found the data. I turned it on, then raised it in front of me. Nope. No bars. "Sorry. Here." I handed his phone back to him. "I thought it'll work..."

"It's okay," he sighed, tucking his phone back in his pocket, knowing that his phone is now useless. "I just don't know why my phone isn't working."

"Slappy's taken down the cell-phone towers...that's what I do..." Stine spoke in a mysterious voice. "He's cutting us off... Isolating us..." That's when we heard thumping on the roof of the car, like someone is on it.

"W-What was that?" Champ stuttered. There was more thumping, until it stopped, and hand prints showed on the front window of the car.

There was also an annoying giggle and Stine groaned. "Ugh, it's the Invisible Boy, he's a menace," he griped as we heard the annoying thing crawling back onto the roof of the car.

Then there was a loud slap coming from Champ's face. "Ow!" He raised his hand to where he got slapped, and I knew how it felt to get...hit. Suddenly, to our horror, Champ was being pulled halfway out of the car. "Help! Help me! Help!" Zach and Hannah quickly grabbed him, trying to keep him in the car, and as I went to help, I saw that his tie was being pulled by the invisible monster. I tried to hit it, but with no success.