out at our feet: cups, papers, boxes, CDs, rubber bands, envelopes, old magazines. Junk.
âHey, Lindsey,â Jesse said, pointing to one of the papers. âIsnât that a map of the mall?â And sure enough, there on the floor, was a half-crumpled map of the Petroglyph Mall. It must have been left over from when Leery was devising the bot B-Monsters for They Came from Planet Q . What amazing timing! How lucky we were! Even from this distance, way out in the fields, I saw how Petroglyph Mall had grown overrun with people and vehicles and a crazy, swirly storm of objects in the air. The B-Force had gone crazy with blaring sirens and blazing spotlights. The sky was bearing down, too, dark like a storm, like night coming in.
I hated to think what would happen if we didnât figure out how to destroy the B-Monsters before it got pitch-black out here. I could just imagine those red robot lights coming after us in the dark, dark cornfields . . .
Aaaaaaaaaaaaah!
I jumped into the air. Scared myself.
âLook at all those security guards!â Jesse cried. âI bet your dad is over there, Lindsey.â
I squinted and I couldnât make out my dad, but I saw at least three times the number of guards stationed there since this morning. Weâd only been away from the mall for a matter of hours! In that short time, the B-Force had escalated beyond any of our imaginations! Theyâd already brought in triple the reinforcements.
Cable news crews were setting up their satellite dishes, but Jesse said transmissions probably werenât even making it out of the parking lot. The B-Force was growing! Every metal object was becoming magnetized to every other metal object. Thatâs why there had been no reports of this on the news! The news cameras had all stopped working.
As we drove, Walter struggled a little bit with the steering wheel. Something was pulling on the car! Fortunately, Oswald Leeryâs vehicles come equipped with anti-lock and anti-magnet brakes.
Leery always planned for every emergency.
âIs your skin tingling?â Stella asked. âBecause it feels like my skin is tingling . . .â
âMe too,â I said.
âWe all feel that,â Jesse said. âItâs the B-Monsters. Itâs the B-Force. Theyâre almost here.â
Indeed, that electric feeling in the air meant the Planet Q robots had to be only seconds away from entering Earthâs atmosphere.
I held my breath and counted down to one.
We didnât have a final plan, but we were ready.
5, 4, 3, 2, 1 . . .
CHAPTER 10
MAY THE FORCE BE WITH US
âMy stars!â Walter cried. âThe mere presence of the B-Monster has turned the entire mall into an enormous magnetic field! Astounding! If only the crowds knew what was really going on. They think itâs some kind of strange weather pattern.â
This B-Force was as uncontrollable as ever! Every time I went to take a new photograph, the magnetic pull threatened to rip my camera right out of my hands.
We looked over at one of the enormous, overflowing piles of metal objects growing higher than the tallest building in Riddle. Now there was actually a red sports car hanging off it, somehow suspended from a steel girder. In fact, every steel object imaginable, big and small, had made the pile taller and taller. There were horseshoes, hubcaps, power tools, metal fences, a hunk of the divider from the road outside the mall, and a whole bunch of major household appliances.
âThis is what must have happened in Spain and in Australia!â I cried. âItâs why the metal objects flew out of museums and lawnmowers shot through the sky! The bots must have flown through all those places . . .â
âLooking for their firequartz!â Jesse said.
âAnd magnetizing everything big and small!â I added.
The photographers were all around us, scrambling for the best picture and scoop they could get. I knew they
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