The Magic Moonstone
a story by Ms. Joyce's Class
All of a
sudden Sam’s alarm clock buzzed. Fluffy sprang from
the shelf onto the bed, knocking one of the moonstones as she went.
The stone landed in the mixture of chemicals Sarah had prepared. The
mixture started to bubble. There was a sudden puff of smoke and the
stone flew out into Sarah’s hand. It was hot, very hot. It had
also turned a very bright blue colour.
Ever since the explosion with the moonstone, things had been more than a little strange for Sarah. She was having trouble sleeping and kept having the same dream every night. It was like someone was trying to call her from very far away. She kept seeing a short, thin alien in a transit van, laughing hysterically. Every night the dream seemed to get stronger, but never strong enough to hear what was being said. UNTIL NOW!!
It was Thursday night. Sam and his classmates were on their way to Dunsink Observatory with Mr. Doherty, in the school’s beat-up transit van. Conditions were perfect. Suddenly there was a loud bang. It felt like the van had hit a brick wall. In fact, when Sam looked out the window he realised there was no road either. The van was floating upwards, pulled from the road by an invisible force.
That was when Sarah
opened her eyes. The stone was glowing bright blue and in her mind
she clearly heard screaming. She heard a deep gravelly
voice saying “Mwuhahahaha, finally my plan is in action.” She
took the moonstone in her hand and started shaking it to make it stop.
Next thing she knew she was sitting next to Sam in the transit van
with the moonstone in her hand.
When Sarah got back home she tried to tell everyone what
she had seen, but no-one would believe her. They told her that she
must have been
dreaming. Sarah decided that she would have to do it herself. She jumped
onto her bicycle and cycled as fast as she could to Docker’s
Lab in Knockbeg College. Sarah mixed together all the chemicals that
she found. The mixture glowed green and smelt of rotten eggs. She poured
it into a hipflask.