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hurried
over as soon as I was sure my parents were asleep.”
    “Where did you get it?” he whispered.
    “Behind the lab on Peachtree where my dad works. We were picking him up
before dinner. I was waiting in the parking lot behind the lab. I found this in
a whole pile of stuff.”
    “You didn’t open it—did you?” Evan demanded.
    “No way,” she replied. She tried to hand him the can. But he waved it away.
    “I don’t want it,” Evan told her. “Why did you bring it over here?”
    Andy shrugged. “I thought after this afternoon, you might want to pay Conan
back for being such a big jerk.”
    “Yes, I do want to pay Conan back,” Evan admitted.
    “So use the Monster Blood,” Andy urged. “You can put a little of it in his
lunch at school. You can—”
    “No way!” Evan cried. “Conan is already a mountain! I don’t want to
make him any BIGGER!”
    The light faded from Andy’s dark eyes. “I guess you’re right. But we could
put Monster Blood in his bed. Or—”
    “Stop!” Evan ordered. “It’s too dangerous. I don’t want to use Monster Blood
on Conan. Kermit and I have another plan for Conan. A really good plan.”
    “What is it?” Andy demanded eagerly.
    “I’ll tell you as soon as you get rid of the Monster Blood,” Evan told her.
“I really don’t want that stuff around. Go hide it someplace where no one will
ever find it.”
    “But, Evan—” Andy protested.
    Evan didn’t let her finish. “You know what will happen if that can gets
opened,” he said firmly. “It will bubble up. And it will grow and grow, and we
won’t be able to stop it.”
    “Okay, okay.” Andy rolled her eyes. “I’ll take it home. I’ll find a good
hiding place.”
    “Promise?” Evan demanded, eyeing her sharply.
    “Promise,” she repeated, raising her right hand.
    “Hey—what’s that?” a voice called from behind them.
    Evan spun around and saw Kermit scramble out the open window.
    Kermit grabbed the blue can from Andy’s hand.
    “Cool!” he cried. “Monster Blood! Is it real?”
    He didn’t wait for an answer.
    He gripped the can tightly—and pulled off the lid.

 
 
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    “No! Don’t do that!” Evan screamed.
    Too late.
    “Close it up!” Evan cried frantically. “Close the can—quick!”
    Kermit stood staring into the open can. “It’s too dark. I can’t see
anything.”
    “Give me that!” Evan ordered. He leaped forward and tried to swipe the can
away.
    He grabbed the can—but knocked the lid from Kermit’s hand.
    Kermit made a wild grab for the lid. But a gust of wind blew it out of his
reach.
    As Evan gaped in horror, the wind lifted the plastic lid… lifted it over
their heads.
    “Noooooo!” He let out a long wail as the lid spun crazily above them. He made
a wild grab. Another. Missed.
    The wind carried the lid up to the slanted roof of the house. It hit the
shingles. Slid down a few feet. And came to a rest in the metal rain gutter.
    “I don’t believe this,” Evan muttered.
    “I’ll get the ladder from the garage,” Kermit offered. He took off across the
dew-wet grass.
    “Hurry!” Evan cried.
    “The Monster Blood—it’s moving!” Andy exclaimed, pointing with a trembling
finger.
    Evan gazed down at the can gripped tightly in his hand. He couldn’t really
see inside. Dark clouds had drifted over the moon, blocking out the light.
    Evan brought the can close to his face. And gasped.
    “Andy—it’s blue !”
    “Huh?” She pressed close to him. Their heads banged as they both eagerly
stared into the can.
    Yes. The thick glop inside the can was blue—not green.
    It made a sick plopping sound as it rolled from side to side, like an
ocean wave.
    “It—it’s trying to get out!” Andy stammered.
    “Hurry, Kermit!” Evan called.
    Kermit came running from the garage, an aluminum ladder tilted over one
shoulder.
    “Why is it blue?” Andy asked.
    The thick goo lapped at the side of the can. As Evan stared in horror, it
splashed up