Ghostbusters
Love Is Eternity
Chapter 1 The Haunted Hotel:
A year has passed since the Ghostbusters came into being. They were still widely popular.
The four were even gracious enough to travel around the globe.
You may think they never get any sleep, but they do, which they're grateful for. But one of these days, they're going to hire more help. Maybe even create a school for those who are interested in ghostbusting.
It was ten o'clock, Thursday morning. The four Ghostbusters were yet to be called into action, so they had the chance to sleep in.
But their extra sleep was interrupted a half hour later by the alarm telling them they had yet another ghost to catch.
They rushed out of their beds, down one of the fire poles, got into their jumpsuits, then started up Ecto-1 with that unique siren that was like no other you heard before.
The guys were heading to a hotel called the 'Night Inn'.
The report was of three ghosts in three different locations at the place. One was in the lobby, the other was in the restaurant area, and the last one was in one of the hotel rooms on the fifth floor.
The Ghostbusters made it to the hotel.
There were still people in the building, but both the restaurant and the lobby itself were closed 'til further notice. Room 509, however, was still occupied by not only a ghost, but one human.
Some of the hotel workers tried to get the person out, but the ghost wouldn't allow it.
As the four walked into the lobby, there was no ghost in sight.
Egon took out his PKE Meter and started walking around to see if he could pick up anything.
Ray put on his PKE Goggles and did the same.
Peter and Winston got their Neutrona Wands at the ready.
"Here ghosty, ghosty, ghosty." Peter said, taunting it to show itself.
Nothing happened.
"C'mon," Peter provoked! "You can terrorize and show yourself to those who stay and work here, but you can't do that with us? You coward!"
At that last comment, something hit him in the back of the head.
He almost fell forward.
Peter didn't say anything at first, only made a shocked, sore face with his eyes going wide and nearly crossing.
"Ouch!" He then yelled, stretching the word. He looked to see what hit him. It was the guest sign-in book. "Ok! Who threw that?"
"That would be the ghost, Peter." Egon answered as his PKE Meter suddenly went off. He aimed it towards the reception desk. "It's here."
"No kidding." Peter said as he looked behind him at the desk and saw a male apparition who had half its face missing from a fatal gunshot wound.
"I see it," Ray said turning toward the desk. "Wow! That's gross!"
"We all see it, Ray," Egon responded. "And agreed it is gross."
"No wonder this ghost is pissed," Winston noticed. "It must have gotten shot however many years or centuries ago here in this hotel and it can't let go of whoever shot him and thinks that anyone here could have been the killer."
"So this ghost is one of those who doesn't seem to know how much time has passed and doesn't realize that his killer has been dead a long time, too," Ray settled, his goggles atop his head now.
"Wait, I'm confused," Peter said. "If this ghost doesn't know how much time has passed, then shouldn't he, maybe, not know he's dead and just keep continuing reliving his tragic death over and over again?"
"They all range differently," Egon answered.
"Oh."
"Well, c'mon!" Ray then said. "We need to hurry and catch these two ghosts so we can save whoever's trapped on the fifth floor."
"Right, I forgot about that!"
"You were just hit by a heavy book."
"I don't have amnesia, Ray. I just forgot about the human."
"You're the killer," the ghost suddenly spoke up.
All four Ghostbusters looked to the ghost with confused faces.
"Which one of us is he talking to," Winston asked?
"Good question," Egon responded.
Then, in that same moment, everything that was large or even heavy enough to hurt a person, levitated from their spots and was thrown at them.
"Get down," Ray warned his friends!
They ducked behind the counter.
The ghost reappeared in front of them, and more stuff was thrown.
That was when they realized that only one of them was getting stuff thrown at him.
It was Peter who was the target.
A glass vase flew at his head and he ducked, throwing up his arms to protect his face and shutting his eyes to keep the shards from getting in them.
"Venkman," the three Ghostbusters yell in fear!
"Killer," the ghost repeated! He threw more stuff at the one he accused of murdering him.
"I'm not the one who killed you!" Peter yelled, rolling out of the way from more thrown things. Then, to his fellow Ghostbusters, he said, "Guys! You mind catching this ghost already?"
"We're on it," Ray answered! "Egon! Winston! Throw it! I'll get the trap ready."
Winston and Egon fired their particle throwers while Ray rolled the trap out for them.
The ghost wasn't paying any attention to them, so they were able to capture him without any problem.
They brought the ghost to the trap and Ray opened it, and just as quickly re-closed it as the two shut off their Neutrona Wands. They all looked away from the bright light as the trap encompassed the ghost.
Peter breathed a sigh of relief. "About time!"
"You alright, Pete," Ray asked as he and the other two walked up to him?
"Oh, just fine," he answered sarcastically.
Ray and Winston helped him up.
"Now onto the next one," Ray said. "Are you able to continue, Peter?"
"Yeah, let's get this over with."
The four walked quickly to the hotel restaurant.
To their surprise, this was an easy catch, much easier than the first.
The ghost that was haunting the restaurant was a little girl around ten years old.
She appeared to have once been strangled and has been searching for her mother ever since.
"Poor kid," Ray said sadly as the trap smoked and a light blinked, telling them they had her. "I always hate having to capture the kids. They never had a chance of a full life."
"It is sad," Winston agreed.
"Well," Peter started. "We gotta do what we gotta do. We have to keep the living happy."
"Now, last, but certainly not least," Winston announced, "The fifth floor."