A beam of light illuminates the underground passageway as Winston, Heather, Kim, & Garrett move slowly through the tunnel.
"This sure brings back some unwanted memories." Winston thinks aloud, gripping his proton gun tightly.
Garrett wheels quietly next to the abandoned tracks, his proton gun on his lap. He looks around nervously. Kim gazes at her PKE Meter, trying to understand the readings. Heather pulls up the rear, looking behind them every few seconds in case something tries to sneak up on them.
"Long tunnel." Garrett states obviously. Kim smirks, but quickly loses her smile as the PKE Meter starts registering something "big".
"Keep your eyes peeled." Heather orders, tightening her grip on her proton rifle. A skeletal hand reaches out in front of Heather holding two peeled eyes. Heather screams and fires into the darkness where the hand originated. The others turn around as Heather stops firing to see a charred skeleton fall over.
"A little jumpy there Heather?" Garrett asks.
"Uh…uh…ah forget it." Heather grumbles.
"You kids shouldn't be so trigger happy." Winston states. A rumbling noise seeps through the walls of the tunnel.
"Uh oh." Winston mutters, stepping off the tracks towards the wall.
"What is it?" Kim asks, not paying attention to the PKE Meter, which is starting to beep loudly.
"Kim, Heather, you might want to get off the tracks." Winston suggests.
"Why? That rumbling was probably just a train above us." Heather states, watching Garrett wheel over to Winston. Winston motions for them to move.
"Trust me kids, you want to move." Winston states. A train whistle blares through the tunnel as a bright light rushes towards Heather and Kim. The girls scream as the train passes through them. Winston arms his proton gun and fires as the caboose passes by the girls. The stream hits the train but isn't enough to hold it as it drives away, disappearing into the tunnel. Kim & Heather stand motionless, covered in a thin layer of transparent ecto-plasm.
"That was the old New York Central City Lobbony; derailed in 1920; killed hundreds of people. I was trying to get the number on the locomotive for Egon." Winston states monotonely, smirking.
"Icky." Kim mutters, trying to shake off the ecto-plasm with no luck. Heather sighs angrily, glaring at Garrett who is snickering loudly.
"We're definitely close. There should be a tunnel around here somewhere." Winston states, crossing over the tracks. The spotlight on his helmet goes out.
"So now what?" Garrett asks, still snickering at the girls. Heather flicks some slime at Garrett.
"Come out and play child, come out and play!" A dark voice mutters, echoing through the tunnels.
"You guys hear that?" Winston asks.
"Yeah, and I recognize that voice." Garrett states.
The Ghostbusters look around their current position. Trying to see through the dark tunnel.
"We better head back." Kim suggests, turning towards the way they came.
A large figure leaps out of the darkness dressed in a hat and coat. It's face horribly disfigured.
"I knew it!" Garrett yells, firing at the figure.
"The Grundel!" Winston states, firing as well. The two Ghostbusters catch the Grundel in their streams.
"Kim, the trap!" Heather orders, firing at the Grundel.
Kim grabs her trap gun and fires at the Grundel, trapping him quickly.
"Well, that was easy." Garrett states.
"C'mon, I saw a tunnel as we were busting the Grundel." Winston states, crossing over the tracks.
At the other end of the tunnel, a bright pink glow illuminates the newer tunnel as the Ghostbusters pass through.
"Oh no." Winston mutters, eyes wide.
"Whoa." Garrett says.
"Eep." Kim mumbles.
Heather is speechless.
"This is what I was afraid of." Winston states as he grabs his walkie-talkie from his belt.
"Slime Team to Ghostbusters Central, come in Ghostbusters Central."
"Janine here, you find anything Winston?" Janine responds.
"Yeah, you could say that." Winston states, "could you get Egon?"
"Egon here."
"Egon, the River of Slime is back."
"Winston, I need you to get me a sample, I need to make sure if this is the real thing or if a copycat is amongst us." Egon states.
"Roger, over and out."
"You heard the man," Garrett smirks, "let's get a sample."
Winston grabs the slime collector off his belt and extends it into the river. He pulls it back full of pink ecto-plasm.
"All right, let's get out of here." Heather states. A tendril flies out of the river and wraps around Kim.
"Uh…guys? HELP!!!" Kim yells as she's pulled towards the slime flow. Heather spins around on her heels and fires at the tendril, snapping it in two. Kim stumbles forward as the tendril around her melts away. The Ghostbusters turn back towards the tunnel to see the opening encased in solid pink slime.
"This is just going from bad to worse." Winston states.
"Now what?" Garrett asks.
A turret of tendrils come flying out of the river, wrapping around the Ghostbusters, pulling them into the river of slime.
The ECTO-V heads back to the firehouse. Inside the van, everyone is quiet. Peter drives as the others sit silently, depressed after losing Oscar & Dana. Up ahead, a stream of pink slime flies from a now open manhole.
"Look alive people, we got some slime shootin' up out of the sewers!" Peter states, slamming on the brakes. Peter, Roni, Kylie, Eduardo, and Jay quickly get out of the van, proton packs armed and ready.
"Great." Eduardo mutters sarcastically.
The slime flow stops, leaving a huge mess of pink slime around the vicinity.
"Well, that was pointless." Jay mumbles. A slime-covered hand reaches up out of the manhole.
"Not exactly." Roni corrects, running over to the manhole. She reaches in and helps pull Garrett out of the manhole.
"Garrett, what happened?" Kylie asks, running over to help pull up his wheel chair.
"The slime… it grabbed us." Garrett mutters, passing out. Winston, Heather, and Kim climb out of the manhole.
"I can't believe we went swimming in that gunk." Kim says angrily, flinging the slime from her hands.
"Oh stop your complaining, we all went for a swim." Heather snaps.
"Both of you stop it!" Winston yells angrily.
"Is… this… normal?" Eduardo asks.
"SHUT UP!" The three slimed Ghostbusters yell.
"Are you guys… ok?" Peter asks.
"What's it look like Venkman?" Winston snaps, "Once again, you didn't get a spot of ecto-plasm on you. And where's Dana & Oscar?"
"We…we lost them." Peter replies, lowering his head.
"Oh, that's JUST great. You guys sure full-filled your part of the job!" Kim yells angrily. Heather walks over to Roni.
"You shouldn't even have a proton pack." Heather snarls, dropping her proton pack to the ground. Heather shoves Roni back, placing some pink slime onto her uniform. Roni slips off her pack and slaps Heather across the face.
"Uh-oh." Jay mutters.
"Cat fight." Eduardo adds.
Suddenly, a nearby fire hydrant shoots a torrent of pink slime at the un-slimed Ghostbusters. The hydrant stops and leaves the Ghostbusters covered in pink mood slime.
"I hope three slime throwers will be enough." Greg thinks aloud, holding up one of the slime guns.
"It should be, one was efficient when we faced Vigo the last time, and that was only with two proton packs to back it up." Ray states.
"Indeed, but we must be cautious none the less, Vigo didn't have all the captured spirits from the past to back him up." Egon adds, grabbing a Twinkie from his desk.
"Of course we'll be cautious… won't we?" Roland asks.
"Yes, of course." Greg smirks. Janine runs up from downstairs, huffing and puffing.
"Problem Janine?" Ray asks.
"You could say that." Janine replies, "You guys better get downstairs."
The four remaining Ghostbusters slide down the fire pole to find two NYPD officers standing in the doorway.
"Are you four Ghostbusters?" One officer asks.
"Yes, we are, what seems to be the trouble officer?" Ray asks.
"We found nine of your people fighting in the streets. They were covered in some sort of pink goo."
"Oh no, are they all right?" Egon asks.
"We had to use force, but they were all restrained. We had to transport them in individual cars to keep them from killing each other." The other officer states.
"Did you take their clothes off?" Ray asks.
"No, why?" The first officer asks, leading the four Ghostbusters outside.
"They've been covered in a substance that makes them uncontrollable. You have to get their clothes off immediately." Egon orders.
Jay, Peter, Roni, Heather, Kim, Eduardo, Peter, and Winston sit in the living room wrapped in towels, waiting for Kylie to get out of the shower.
"This is just great." Jay mutters, "none of us have a uniform since they had to be destroyed."
"Don't worry about that," Greg walks in, handing Kim a cup of coffee, "Egon says he has enough spares for all of you. They may not be your color, but they'll have to do."
"Thanks." Kim says, giving Greg a kiss on the cheek. Kylie walks out of the bathroom in a black tank top and bikini bottoms.
"Next." Kylie yells, sitting next to Eduardo on the couch. Winston jumps up and runs into the bathroom before Roni could beat him to it.
"Spry old guy isn't he?" Jay smirks.
Eduardo and Kylie sit atop the firehouse, gazing out to the evening sky, the sun setting, giving the sky a redish glow.
"So, Eddie, you think we'll survive this?" Kylie asks, shuffling closer to Eduardo. Eddie, surprised but glad by Kylie's forwardness, puts his arm around her.
"I don't know Kylie, I hope so." Eduardo says, his voice in all seriousness.
"I would really hate to lose you, after all we've been through." Kylie states, snuggling closer to him.
"Same here." Eduardo states. He lowers his head to hers, kissing her gently on the lips. A huge explosion in the distance breaks their embrace.
"What the…?" They both say, looking up. The sunset turns from a redish orange to a pinkish green with many shadows and figures flying through the air.
"That's not good." Eduardo states. They hear the buzzer and quickly run inside to see what's going on.