The Creature from Club Lagoona

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Authors: R.L. Stine
rounded the corner.
    He was gone.
    He’d disappeared into thin air!
    I stopped abruptly. My mouth dropped open. “Where . . . ? How . . . ?” I muttered. How could he have vanished?
    My eyes searched the area. I spotted the sign for the games arcade. It was a giant fish that blew bubbles with the words GAMES! GAMES! GAMES! flashing in pink neon.
    Maybe the strange little guy ducked in there!
    I dashed over to the arcade. I was determined to find the man and ask him some questions.
    I crossed the threshold of the arcade. Instantly the blaring sounds of video, computer, and virtual reality games blocked out everything else. The little man was nowhere in sight.
    I glanced around, searching for him. Lights flashedall around me. The place was packed with shouting kids. It was useless, I realized. I didn’t see the guy anywhere. I would have to find him tomorrow.
    I strolled through the crowded arcade.
    My eyes locked on a game that was shaped like a big booth. The words UNDERWATER TERROR 2 blinked from the top of it.
    Since I was already there, I might as well try the game. It was supposed to have the most awesome graphics— and be more realistic than any other game in the world.
    Besides, I already mastered Underwater Terror 1. I was sure to beat this game in no time.
    Finally, I thought. Something I’m good at—something where I don’t have to swim!
    As I approached the booth, I glanced around again for the little man.
    I really wanted to talk to him. I had to find out why he acted so weird. And what he meant by all those warnings.
    Because there was definitely something fishy going on at Club Lagoona!

7

    T he next morning I woke up really tired. In fact, I couldn’t believe it was morning already. My sister and I were about to knock on our parents’ door. Then I noticed a piece of paper taped to the doorknob.
    â€œHold on, Polly, there’s a message,” I told her. I pulled the note off and read it. “It says they went to the Rise and Shine Water Aerobics and they’ll be back later.”
    Polly raised her eyebrows. “That’s funny. Dad made a big deal about us coming to meet them.” She shrugged. “Guess they changed their minds. Oh, well See you later.”
    â€œYeah, see you,” I murmured. “Meet me back at our room before lunch. Okay?”
    â€œOkay,” she called as she dashed away.
    I continued to stare at the note. Something about it bugged me. Then it hit me—the handwriting. It slanted the wrong way.
    Mom didn’t write like that.
    Neither did Dad.
    So who wrote the note?
    I tried to shake off the creepy tingle along the back of my neck. A lot of weird things had happened since we arrived at Club Lagoona. The disappearing diver. The green thing in the pool. The little man with his warnings.
    What was going on?
    I felt disappointed that I didn’t find the little guy last night. I bet he could have given me some answers.
    I kept my eyes peeled for him as I trudged to my Guppy swimming lesson. But I never spotted him.
    Mark and Neal were already in the pool when I arrived. I felt that familiar fear as I lowered myself into the water. But soon I was splashing and laughing just as much as my fellow Guppies.
    Barry had us doing lots of fun things in the water. We even played a game of water polo in the shallow end.
    As I gazed at the sparkling water, I started to think maybe I was being dumb. Of course there was no monster in the Atlantis pool! I was overreacting.
    After the lesson, Mark, Neal, and I flopped on the side of the pool, each of us catching our breath.
    â€œThis place sure keeps you busy,” I remarked. “I haven’t seen my parents since last night.”
    â€œDid they go to that Rise and Shine Water Aerobics?” Neal asked.
    I nodded.
    â€œSo did mine,” Mark commented. “I wonder if they’ll be back for lunch.”
    â€œSpeaking of lunch, I’m

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