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flickered. Then something brushed the hairs on Malcolm’s neck. A voice, as thin as the wind, whispered in Malcolm’s ear.
    â€œIt creeeeeeeeps.”

CHAPTER TEN
IT CREEPS!

    M alcolm’s guts turned to jelly. Fear spread through him, tingling from head to toe. The specter detector kept on detecting.
    Bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep.
    Malcolm turned to see Dandy standing like a zombie. His lips were purple and his eyes hollow.
    â€œRun, Dandy!” Malcolm screamed. He turned and ran for the front door. He tugged and tugged, but the door was bolted shut.
    Malcolm slumped against the door. He had to think . . . he had to plan . . . he had to decide what to do next. He’d been so preoccupied with detecting a ghost, he never stopped to think about what he’d do when he found one.
    The specter detector sped up. Bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep!
    The kitchen door was just across the room. If he could make it there, he could blast through and rush out the back. But as he darted toward it, something caught his hair and jerked him back. He landed splat on his bottom. The flashlight crashed to the floor and everything went black.
    â€œIt creeeeeeeeps. It creeeeeeeeps.”
    â€œYeow!” Malcolm came off the floor faster than a cat on hot sand. He sprinted toward the kitchen, bumping into Dandy, who still stood petrified. Just as Malcolm reached the kitchen door, it swung open, but before he entered, it slammed shut again . . . smashing him right in the face.
    He staggered backward, stars falling in front of his face. The dark room went in and out of focus. But Malcolm could still hear the specter detector beeping away, even faster now.
    Bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep-bleep! In his daze, he heard that wispy voice. “It creeeeeeeeps. It creeeeeeeeps.”
    He fell into the kitchen and looked around. No back door! Was this a joke? He crawled under a large rusty sink. He had to collect histhoughts, or at least the ones that hadn’t been whacked out of him by the kitchen door.
    He took a deep breath. Think! Think! Now his specter detector bleeped faster than a baseball card on bicycle spokes.
    Bleepbleepbleepbleepbleepbleepbleepbleepbleep! Something grabbed Malcolm’s nose, tweaking it hard. “It creeeeeeeeps. It creeeeeeeeps.”
    â€œOuch!” Malcolm shot out from behind the sink and pushed through the kitchen door again. “Dandy!” he screamed. Dandy just stood there, not even blinking.
    Malcolm hid under the stairs. It was just an inky black hole, with the exception of the gold light from the specter detector, now bleeping so fast, it generated one continuous beam. Bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep! Malcolm knew what that meant.
    â€œIt creeeeeeeeps. It creeeeeeeeps.”
    He jumped out from under the stairs and tried to run, but someone or something had knotted his shoelaces. He tripped and fell forward. The specter detector dropped from his hands and skittered across the floor.
    Malcolm crawled on his elbows and belly,slithering like a snake. In a panic, he grabbed the gadget and tried flipping the switch off. It was jammed.

    Bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!
    He jiggled it and tugged at it.
    Bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!
    He banged it on the floor.
    Bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!
    Then in a moment of desperation, he opened the little door and popped out the batteries.
    Bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!
    Malcolm stared wildly at the specter detector. Was he losing his mind?
    Bleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep!
    â€œIt creeeeeeeeps. It creeeeeeeeps.”
    Malcolm hung his head and whimpered. He didn’t need his specter detector. What he had come to find had found him.
    â€œIt creeeeeeeeps. It creeeeeeeeps.”
    Malcolm couldn’t take it anymore. “What creeps! What creeps!”
    â€œYOUR UNDERWEAR!”
    Suddenly something lifted Malcolm in the air by the elastic waistband of his drawers. Yanked higher and higher. He thought he’d split in two.