Frankie and Twyla reached the entrance to the crystal chamber without seeing a single Zomboy. But Twyla warned Frankie that they were probably all inside.
“Seems pretty quiet,” noted Frankie, looking around.
Still, Twyla was cautious. They entered the vast room as quietly as they could—but it was completely empty. No Zomboyz. No Moanica. They seemed to have packed up and moved out. The room was eerily silent except for a very faint thumping noise. It was the distant sound of the party far, far above them. Frankie spotted her science project. It was completely melted.
Znap made a sympathetic buzz when he saw how upset she was. Frankie rushed over to see what had happened to it.
“Frankie! Be careful!” exclaimed Twyla.
But it was too late. The Zomboyz were everywhere! They’d been hiding. They grabbed Twyla first.
“Znap! Znap!” yelled Znap helplessly as they put him in a glass jar.
Zomboyz lined the balcony above the room, peering down at them and groaning.
Moanica emerged from behind a wall of hanging wires. “So, Frankie, what do you think?”
“I think you ruined my science project!” Frankie replied.
“Oh…” Moanica laughed. “I’m about to ruin much more than that.”
Frankie clutched her project. “I’m taking this whole thing apart before you can do any more damage.”
“I don’t think so.” Moanica smiled confidently. “It’s time for the Night of the Zomboyz. Time for the Normies to be afraid. And they will be, when I shut off all the lights!”
Moanica cheered with her arms over her head, and all the Zomboyz imitated her.
Frankie snorted with disbelief. “There are billions of watts of energy in that power grid. Obviously there was no way my project would be able to store that much electricity.”
“Yeah, I kind of already figured that out, thanks. But that got me thinking. Where under earth would I find something, or someone, that is capable of absorbing that much electricity? Hmmmm…” Moanica cackled wickedly.
She waved her hands, and two Zomboyz crept up behind Frankie with jumper cables. But Frankie didn’t see what was about to happen!
“You let Twyla go because you knew she’d lead me down here. You need me to make your machine work,” Frankie realized.
“Yup,” confirmed Moanica, a glint in her eye. She signaled the Zomboyz. “Now!”
Moanica pulled a lever. Sparks flew. Energy was pouring from the power-station grid right above them…directly into Frankie! Frankie’s whole body was glowing. More and more electricity poured into her. What had been too much for Frankie’s battery wasn’t too much for her!
Moanica’s plan was working! Now she had a way to steal all the electricity—and plunge the Normie town into terrifying darkness!