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me.”
    â€œThe spell must have been interrupted,” Zelda said in amazement. “You were left in limbo.”
    â€œI’m sorry I scared you guys at the manor,” Pip told the Buddies. “I was trying to stop you from releasing the Hound.”
    â€œWe’re sorry, too, Pip,” Rosebud said.
    â€œThe Hound and Warwick are free,” Pip told everyone. “They’re still trying to finish their spell, and they need five puppies of the same blood to do it. They have their sights set on you five.”
    â€œWe must stop them!” Zelda declared. “And Pip, now that you have left the manor, if you do not return to your body before sunrise, you will be lost forever. We must find your corporeal self.”
    â€œMy what ?” Pip asked.
    â€œThe body you once inhabited. We shall ask my crystal ball.” Zelda turned to the crystal ball. “Please show us this young pup’s body. Does it still exist on the earthly plane?”
    The crystal ball started to glow. Then an image formed within it. It was the stone statue of Pip.
    â€œThat’s me!” Pip cried. “I turned to stone the night it all happened.”
    â€œAnd where does this body now reside?” Zelda asked the crystal ball.
    It formed another image. “Oh, snap! The cemetery!” B-Dawg exclaimed. Then he let out a small whimper. “Do we really have to go back there, dawgs?”
    Suddenly, the doggy door to the shop flapped open, and the Howlloween Hound stuck his huge head in!
    â€œCome out, puppies!” He growled. “I’ll have all your souls for dinner!”
    â€œ Aaah! It’s the real Howlloween Hound!” B-Dawg cried.
    The Hound growled evilly and tried to push himself through the doggy door.
    â€œThe back door!” Zelda cried. “Quickly!”
    Pip flew through the wall, while the Buddies and Zelda ducked through another doggy door. The Buddies didn’t dare look behind them as they ran away. Phew! They’d escaped from the Hound. For now.…

T he Halloween Brew-Ha-Ha party was in full swing at the town hall. Music, voices, and laughter drifted out into the moonlit night as Billy and his friends raced down the street.
    When they finally stopped and looked back, they were relieved to find that the scary warlock was nowhere in sight. The only one behind them was Frankendude.
    â€œHey, Mr. Carroll,” Billy called to him, “maybe you can help us find—”
    But Frankendude didn’t let him finish. “Give me staaaaafffff!” he cried in a chilling voice.
    Billy gulped. He’d just noticed Frankendude’s glowing green eyes. He ducked as Frankendude grabbed for the staff. The monster tripped over the pumpkin on his foot and crashed into some Halloween decorations.
    â€œFrankendude sure is taking his role seriously,” Pete commented.
    Sam nodded. “He’s not normal, even for Mr. Carroll.”
    â€œLet’s go to the party,” Alice suggested. “Sheriff Dan is in there.”
    The group hurried into the town hall. Frankendude clambered to his feet and lumbered after them.
    Hoot was flying overhead. When Warwick caught up, the owl glided down.
    â€œThey went in there, Master,” he said, nodding toward the town hall.
    Warwick stared at the building. Strange lights and sounds were coming from inside.
    â€œThis must be that young warlock’s lair,” Warwick said. “It’s swarming with those creatures.”
    Just then a group of kids came by. One of them, dressed in a devil costume, tugged on Warwick’s robe.
    â€œTrick or treat!” the boy said. “Hand over your loot.”
    â€œAah!” Warwick cried in fear. “Back away, demon! You’ll not trick-or-treat me!”
    He grabbed one of the creature’s horns in self-defense. But both horns were attached to a headband, which came off in his hand. Warwick stared at it in confusion.
    â€œYou are no