Attack of the
In this series:
Day of the Slorb
Dawn of the Future Sheep
Morning of the Maximorphs
When the Thinktrons came to Town
The Battle of the Blootons
By the same author:
The Short Sighted Giant
Attack of the
Copyright © 2008 Lucy Stubbs
Illustrations Copyright © 2008 Richard Stubbs
All rights reserved. Unauthorised reproduction prohibited.
Published by: R Stubbs, 24270 Angoisse, France.
Molly tugged at my jacket.
“James” she said “come quick. It’s Mrs Henderson. She’s
gone all weird”. I glared at my little sister. You see, I was
playing football with my friends. I really didn’t want her
“Mrs Henderson is always weird” I said. Jack and Ben
giggled. Mikey nodded.
“Just ignore her, Molly” I told her. “Go and play with your
friends or something.” But Molly didn’t budge. She just
kept staring at me.
“Oh all right then” I said at last “but this had better be
good”. I stomped over to Mrs Henderson and that’s when
things started to get seriously strange.
You see, Mrs Henderson looked okay from a distance. She
had her usual scowly face. She wore her usual grey coat
covered in cat hairs. She was pointing angrily at something
in the playground. As usual. But when I got closer I could
see she wasn’t quite right. First, I stood on tiptoe and
waved my hand in front of her face. Nothing. Then I stared
into her eyes. They looked like two glass marbles. So in the
end, even though I really didn’t want to, I had to stretch out
my hand and touch her.
“But that’s impossible” I gasped, feeling her arm. You see,
Mrs Henderson felt cold. Not ordinary cold like you would
expect a teacher to feel if they’d been standing outside for
twenty minutes on a windy October morning but really
really cold. Cold as stone