Emily and Paul watched the secret video for more than three hours. (It was pretty boring. Agent Vance mostly just walked around, barking orders at his robots.)
The children were about to take a break when Agent Vance entered a new area—a place they had not seen on their tour. It looked like a large hospital room, except the walls were lined with cages. Scientist equipment was scattered everywhere.
As Agent Vance strolled around the room, Emily saw that most of the cages were empty.
Most but not all.
The gray-haired man stopped in front of the cell that held his prisoner. “Hello, Wolf. I hope you’re enjoying your stay,” he teased.
The werewolf growled. “Why are you keeping me here?”
Agent Vance laughed a villain’s laugh. “Isn’t it obvious? I’m building an army of monsters. You’re going to help me take over the world.”
“Never,” the monster snarled.
Agent Vance laughed again. “Oh, yes, you will. My doctors shall arrive within the hour. When they’re done fixing your brain, you’ll do whatever I say.”
Watching on her mini-TV, Emily gasped. She looked at her Super Spy partner. “We have to help him,” she said
Paul nodded. “ We don’t have much time. Let’s go!”
***
Two Monster Hunters entered the lab where the werewolf was kept. However, they weren’t really Monster Hunters. They were Super Spies in disguise.
“These Spy Glasses work great,” Paul whispered.
“Yes,” Emily agreed. “When we put them on, we can look like whatever we imagine.”
“Well, we’d better rescue the werewolf before the batteries run out,” Paul noted. “When happens, our disguises will fade away.”
They crept through the dark room, toward the monster’s cage. Before they reached him, the creature stuck his head out of his prison. “You look like Monster Hunters,” the werewolf said. “But you don’t smell like them.”
“We’re Super Spies,” exclaimed Emily. “We’re here to save you.”
“Good, but you might want to hurry,” replied the monster. “Agent Vance will be back any minute.”
Paul reached into his belt and pulled out a new gadget. It looked like a tiny tube of toothpaste.
“What’s that?” asked the prisoner.
“It’s called Lock Paste. I’ll squirt it into the lock, and it’ll harden into the shape of a key. Then we’ll open your cage.”
A minute later, the werewolf was free. “Great job, thanks,” said the monster. “But how are you going to get me past the robots outside?”
Emily smiled. “That’s easy.” She handed him a pair of glasses. “We brought extra Spy Glasses. You can look like a Monster Hunter too.”
A familiar, evil laugh suddenly filled the room. “It won’t be as easy as you think, Super Spy,” the nasty voice hissed.
Emily spun toward the speaker. Her stomach tightened, and her legs began to wobble.
Agent Vance stood with twenty Monster Hunters, blocking the only way out. The werewolf and the Super Spies were trapped.
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