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lights to crisscross the black sky. “Now we wait. And we hope.”
    â€œAnd we die,” muttered Jeff as the Martians moved in. “Better practice your zombie shuffle. Because in half a minute — ”
    Keeee — oooo — keeee — oooo!
    An eerie sound filled the air. The sky was suddenly electric and the black night exploded to purple, green, aqua, and red.
    Then, as Liz and Jeff watched, an enormous round ship descended from the sky.
    It sparkled and streamed with thousands of lights whipping around in a gigantic circle.

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    That Word Again
    â€œOut of towners!” gasped Liz, staring up at the giant shape moving over them. “It’s the mother ship!”
    It was an awesome moment. Larger than anything Liz had ever seen, even larger than Lake Lake, a huge flying saucer, glowing with blinking bright colors, hovered above the entire town.
    â€œWow!” cried Jeff. “It’s beautiful!”
    A wavy blue light came waterfalling down from the giant ship and covered all of them. The entire town of Grover’s Mill was bathed in the piercing blue light.
    â€œNice effect,” muttered Mr. Vickers, reaching for his camera.
    â€œWha — wha — what’s going on?” said a voice.
    Liz and Jeff whirled around to see Holly, pink and cheerful, staring up into the blue beam.
    â€œYou’re back!” cried Jeff.
    â€œWhat about my back?” Holly snapped.
    Jeff smiled at Liz. She smiled, too.
    The Martian zombies gathered themselves under the beam. It got brighter and brighter until Liz couldn’t see anything. Then she heard shuffling and thumping, tapping and skipping.
    An instant later, the Martians burst out of the blue light like a bunch of rowdy high schoolers.
    They charged over to Liz and Jeff and Holly.
    Wow! Blond lady Martians with long wavy hair and handsome men Martians with big chunks of slick black hair. Wow! Wow!
    â€œCool!” said Jeff, his mouth nearly dropping open onto his chest. “They aren’t ugly anymore. They’re like movie stars!”
    One Martian pulled out the bongo drums and began tapping out a spooky but snappy rhythm.
    Tap-tap! Tappa-tap! Tappa-tap-tap-tap!
    The leader of the Martians stepped forward.
    The kids edged backward.
    Suddenly, the Martian flung one hand across his chest and extended the other in front of him.
    He gazed into the distance and began to sing.
    As we saucered by
    We saw lights in the sky.
    But crashed into your lake and saw stars.
    â€œThe floodlights from last week’s movie!” said Liz. “I knew that’s what brought them here.”
    â€œRodeo Mummies,” Mr. Vickers beamed. “One of my scariest features.”
    Hey, the surfing was great,
    But now it’s getting late,
    And we’re bound for the planet that’s ours.
    So we bid you farewell,
    Being zombies was swell.
    But now we’re just commandos from Mars.
    Oh, yes, we’re Surf Commandos from Marrrrrrrrrs!
    Moments later, the waterfall of wavy blue light shone down again, and all the Martians waved politely and floated up into the ship.
    Keeee — oooo — keeee — oooo!
    In a flash they were gone.
    â€œWow,” said Jeff. “Those guys really have style.”
    The rumbling sound of the giant flying saucer died away across the desert sky. The night air grew cool and hushed.
    â€œI really liked the blue beam,” said Holly with a big smile. “Being a zombie was kind of strange.”
    Then, from out of the darkness of the night, a woman darted up to the three children. She was all dressed in a military uniform.
    â€œMom!” Jeff shouted.
    â€œYour father said something about zombies?” she said.
    â€œTake a look,” said Jeff, pointing to the lights vanishing in the sky. “Zombies from Mars!”
    The woman shook her head. “Zombies don’t really exist, son. But if they did, be thankful they weren’t from Pluto. Zombies from Pluto