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arms like twin propellers! Whoosh-whoosh-whoosh!
    The Mango Men fell back for an instant and the five kids rushed through the bamboo door, and out the pitcher’s mound to the field above.
    â€œYes! We’re out!” cried Mike, jumping up and down. “We’re saved!”
    But what they saw next stopped them cold. The sun was falling behind the hills. Shadows fell over the jungly town.
    The five giant Tiki heads had formed an enormous triangle around Grover’s Mill. Their black eyes sparked and sizzled with eerie power.
    â€œI knew it!” Liz cried. “We’re too late!”
    â€œHa! Ha! And now—the grand finale!” Buddy Kool cried into a microphone from the top of the bleachers. “The end of Grover’s Mill!”
    The jungle went strangely calm and quiet. Shadows rose and fell from torches held high by the huge army of Mango Men.
    Liz knew something was about to happen. Something terrible.
    Kool stood high on the bleachers. He held the stone tablet in front of him and translated the strange markings.
    From the earth, dead men will rise
And grow the jungle with their eyes.
    But what the great stone heads will steal
One past and future stone will heal.
    â€œOooh!” said Buddy Kool, putting the stone down. “Mysterious, huh? But that reminds me. What do you call a Tiki man who pops up from a baseball field in Grover’s Mill? Give up? Home! Get it? HOME!” He buckled over in laughter.
    Liz couldn’t take it anymore. “Why you—” But before she could move an inch, the ground began to shake. Thunder exploded in the air. Lightning blasted across the sky.
    Then— KKKK—ZZZZZZ!
    The deep eyes of every giant Tiki man glowed. Piercing red beams shot from one Tiki man to another until they formed a giant sizzling triangle around the town. It flashed like lightning.
    â€œThe triangle of weirdness,” Liz gasped, unable to move. “Now, it’s complete.” Liz felt like giving up, but she knew it wasn’t over. Something even worse was going to happen. But how? What could be worse than turning her town into a jungle?
    Liz huddled next to her four friends. She listened to a distant sound. It was strange. It was weird.
    Glub-glub!
    â€œIs that … Lake Lake?” Mike mumbled.
    It was Lake Lake. The giant O of water, sitting on the edge of town like milk at the bottom of a cereal bowl, was bubbling over!
    Splooooosh! The water exploded in wave after enormous wave. It flooded out around the town.
    â€œGrover’s Mill is becoming an island!” cried Holly. “We’re going back in time!”
    Water roared across the dusty plains surrounding Grover’s Mill. Within minutes, the town was a tiny island in a vast gurgling sea.
    â€œAnd now … for the really big finish!” Buddy Kool cried out from the top of the bleachers, snapping his fingers. “And, yes, folks, you may start your applause any time!”
    Suddenly, from the big stone faces of the big stone heads, came deep, thundering sounds. The heads were talking. Talking … English!
    â€œRevenge!” boomed the first head.
    â€œRevenge!” boomed the second.
    â€œRevenge! Revenge!” boomed the third and fourth heads.
    â€œLet me guess,” Liz snarled at the fifth head.
    â€œRevenge!” it boomed, like the others.
    â€œMaybe they only know one word,” said Jeff.
    â€œToo bad it’s not a good word,” Sean added.
    â€œYeah, they really have to work on that vocabulary,” Mike snapped. “Sean, give me one of your bats. I think I want to bonk some heads!”
    Then, the five big Tiki heads in the triangle around Grover’s Mill began to turn.
    Scrape! Thump! Scrape! Scrape!
    The five stone heads began to … walk!

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    Grower’s Island
    S crape! Thump! Scrape!
    Liz and her friends stood stunned as the big heads scraped deep trenches in the earth. The ground shook. The air boiled from the