#ms crawly

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CHAPTER 1

QUICK RECAP: Buster Moon's old friends from his home in Calatonia and new friends from Redshore City are among the crowd that comes to the New Moon Theater to watch a spooky musical, in which Meena is approached by talking vegetables, including one played by Gunter and turned into a giant lemon by mad scientists Ash and Johnny. 

They sing Thriller all throughout. After the show, Buster's troupe invites him to Clay Calloway's Halloween party, which Buster accepts. As he prepares to leave, he gets distracted by a news broadcast discussing a laboratory that has been destroyed in a mysterious explosion. He then flinches as several pumpkins fall from a shelf, and one hits him on the head before Ash reminds him to come with them.

On their way to Clay's house in Big Daddy's truck, they are stopped by an officer who informs them that the road is closed due to an explosion and leak at the science lab. Ash asks if anyone is hurt, but the officer assures her everyone has been safely evacuated. Buster asks about the flood of glowing pink-and-blue ooze that has been sectioned off in front of them, but the officer knows nothing about it. As the troupe drives off, the officer steps in some of the ooze, and his eyes start glowing as he goes into a trance.

When the troupe arrives to the party, they find the place is well-decorated, but no one else is around, and the ooze can be seen spreading through the property. Ash excitedly rings Clay's doorbell, but he doesn't answer, and all the lights suddenly go out, creating an uneasy atmosphere. Johnny and Gunter convince everyone that they are just being pranked, but when Ash looks through Clay's door's mail slot to try to find him, she is suddenly met with his glowing eyes. The troupe jumps back in shock, and everyone except Buster and Miss Crawly come into contact with the ooze.

The other party guests come out, also in a zombie-like state with glowing eyes. Clay, Meena, Ash, Johnny, and Gunter become afflicted as well, and Buster and Miss Crawly watch in fear as everyone sings and dances to Thriller. They run as the zombies begin to chase them, and escape onto a canoe and paddle away from the house. Buster, relieved, deems them safe, when three giant tentacles suddenly come out of the water and prepare to slam down on the two.

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Buster felt his heart race as the echoes of their descent into the water faded. The dark, murky depths around him seemed to swallow all sound, amplifying the frantic beating of his heart against his ribcage. He looked over at Ms. Crawly, her normally vibrant eyes dulled by the shock of their sudden plunge into chaos. “What is happening!!!!!!” Buster screamed, his voice cutting through the silence like a knife. Panic etched itself on his young face as he frantically searched for their friends. “What happened to our friends?” “We— we need to go—” he stammered, instinctively reaching out to grab Ms. Crawly’s arm and pull her upright. But she resisted, sinking deeper into the sand. “I’ll only slow you down, Mr. Moon,” Ms. Crawly said softly, her frail hand gently patting his, as if to send him back into the world of safety above water. She turned her gaze toward the battered canoe that had drifted away, now just a floating remnant of the adventure they had set out to enjoy. “No! Ms. Crawly, I can’t leave you. I—” Panic turned his words into a jumble. Buster’s young chest heaved as he tried to comprehend the choice before him. But Ms. Crawly, with a calm and deliberate resolve, pressed a set of rusted keys into his palm—Johnny’s father’s keys. “You’re father told me to protect you, and you leaving me here is the safest option.” Buster stared at the keys, their familiarity grounding him for a moment. Memories of laughter, campfire stories, and the warmth of friendship washed over him, but despair lingered just beneath. “No! I won’t leave you!” The rawness of his emotions spilled out, and tears brimmed in his eyes. “We can find a way!” “Listen to me!” Ms. Crawly’s voice was firm. “You have to go. I’ll make sure they’re safe. Just trust me.” She ruffled his hair gently, a gesture so motherly that it tugged at the strings of his heart. “Go, Buster. Be brave. Find our friends. You can do this. I believe in you.” He wanted to shake his head, to kick and scream and demand that she come with him. But deep down, he knew she was right. He was the only one who could search for their missing companions. He couldn’t let fear bind his feet into the sand; his friends needed him. With every ounce of strength he could muster, he forced himself to stand. The shore felt both oddly familiar and frighteningly distant, and he glanced back at Ms. Crawly one last time, her face a mixed canvas of pride and sorrow. “Promise me you’ll stay safe,” he uttered, his voice barely above a whisper. “I promise,” she said, her smile wavering like the waves lapping at the shore. “Now go!”