Dudes, the School is Haunted!
“He tugged with both hands. Then he lowered his shoulder to the door and tried pushing it open.
But the door didn’t budge.
“That door won’t open,” Seth said calmly.
I turned. Seth still held his arms tensely at his sides. The other four gray kids stood on either side of him, their eyes narrowed at us, squinting at us through the dim gray light.
“Why—why is it locked?” I stammered breathlessly.
“It isn’t a door we can use,” Mary replied. Another tear glistened on her pale gray cheek. “It leads to the world of color.”
“Huh? Excuse me?” I cried.
“Whose idea is this little joke?” Ben demanded impatiently. “It’s not funny, guys! Not funny!”
I could see that Ben was about to lose it. I put a hand on his arm, a signal to calm down.
I had a feeling that these kids weren’t joking.
“How do we get out of here?” Ben demanded. He banged a fist against the door.
“You can’t keep us in this weird gray room. No way!”
Seth motioned to the desks again. “Sit down, guys,”
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