"Dirty Diana"
"QUASIMODO!!!!!!!!!!!"
Frollo's demonic-sounding voice echoed throughout the cathedral, shaking its very foundation, as Quasimodo lead the Ghostbusters and the Daring siblings downstairs. Never before had the misshapen bell-ringer heard his master sound so viciously enraged. However, he didn't always live with his master in "The Seventh Circle." In fact, as hard as he often tried, he couldn't remember how exactly he got there with him.
Fortunately, Quasimodo did know of a way to get them out, which he happily shared with his new friends. "The God of the Seventh Circle, Lord Chernabog, had always spoken of a door within Bald Mountain that works as a gateway into your world. That is where you should go, if you wish to escape from this nightmare."
As soon as the group reached the room they entered in, they stopped after Riley suggested of Quasimodo, "Come with us! You're a kind soul, Quasimodo. You don't belong in a place like this."
"I'm afraid that I cannot," said the woeful Quasimodo. "My master told me that I'm forever condemned to live here with him. Lord Chernabog wishes it, so I must oblige to his command."
Riley shook her head in disagreement. "I refuse to believe that!"
"Riley, ya heard what he said!" Todd exclaimed in frustration. "He's stuck here, and there's nothing we can do about it!"
"Our Aunt Fanny there's nothing we can do about it!" Riley retorted.
An awkward, confused expression appeared on Todd's face after that comment from his sister as he uttered, "We have an aunt named 'Fanny'?!"
"The point is that we are all going to leave this dreadful place." Riley promised. "No one's going to get left behind!"
While Todd was rolling his eyes over his sister's overdramatic attitude, Diana's were rolling as well but for a whole different purpose. They were rolling to the point that only the whites in them were noticeable, and when J.G. began to take notice, he suddenly reacted with surprise. "Dye…are you alright? What's wrong?!" There was no answer from her, which made Stantz just as cautious. "Guys, something's wrong with Diana!"
The others turned and noticed what J.G. had, quickly becoming as cautious as he was—especially in the case of Quasimodo. He ran to her and grabbed her by the arms, trying to shake her back into a conscious state. "Wake up, Miss Zeddemore!" She didn't respond…so Quasimodo tried an alternative method. "Wake up…Esmeralda."
Diana's eyes suddenly stopped rolling and focused solely upon Quasimodo. For the first time since he first met her, he hadn't realized just how green they were—just like Esmeralda's were. One of her black-gloved hands reached up and touch the side of Quasimodo's face, as she passionately said (in a voice that wasn't entirely her own), "Oh, Quasi…I've missed seeing your handsome face. I wish I hadn't left you so soon."
A tear streamed down the side of Quasimodo's face, as he enjoyed her hand's caressing his face, despite it being covered by a glove. "I've missed you so much, Esmeralda," he softly said.
The others just stared at the two in great confusion, wondering just what Todd asked out loud, "What da heck is goin' on?!?!"
"It appears to be some form of possession." Stantz deduced. "The spirit of Esmeralda seems to be reaching out through Diana."
"You mean that reincarnation stuff that old dude was talking about, before he had her try to blow us all sky-high, was the truth?!" Todd exclaimed in surprise.
"Possibly," said a suspecting Sean Spengler. "Or it could just be a trap."
"You always think things are a trap, Spengs." J.G. remarked with a grin.
"And most of the time, I'm always right."
The possessed Diana continued focusing on Quasimodo, still caressing his misshapen face with her gloved hand. After a brief moment, she then told him, "Quasimodo, you must leave the Seventh Circle. Your friend is right…you do not belong here."
"But Frollo said…"
"He lied to you, Quasi! He had Chernabog erase half of those horrible deeds he had done to you, me, and everyone in Paris from your memory, when they forcibly brought your spirit into the Seventh Circle. You've done nothing to be sent here, and you must go with your friends, before…AHHHH!!!"
Diana's hands suddenly went to the sides of her head, as she let out an agonizing scream. Her eyes rolled once again, flashing in a bright red color. Before any of the others could wonder what was happening to her, her screaming had ceased and she commenced in performing the action she was forced to engage in before: an attempt at annihilating the Ghostbusters and the Daring siblings – only this time, Quasimodo was in the line of fire as well.
"Aw, man! Here we go again!!!" Todd screamed in horror.
The group ran away from the possessed Ghostbuster and duck for cover behind each of the columns, just as Diana began opening fire on them. She blasted away the columns with the powerful protonic stream of the Proton Gun, forcing her prey to fall back. And if that was not enough to endanger them, large portions of purple-colored slime started to pour into the room from the holes in the ceiling and the floor of where the column once stood.
"You've got to be kidding me!!!" J.G. exclaimed.
As the slime was flooding the entire room and leaving the group up to their knees in it at less than a minute of time passing, Diana continued firing upon them, forcing them to duck while the streams connected to other sections of the room and blowing them apart to allow more slime to pour in. Soon Stantz, Spengler, Quasimodo, and the Daring siblings were up to their necks in the strange purple slime, while Diana had already departed from the room before they were, heading back upstairs where Frollo still resided.
"Okay, somebody please tell me there's a plan coming, 'cause this slime's not feeling all that great in my pants!" Todd complained, trying to keep his head above the surface along with his sister and Quasimodo.
Neither Stantz nor Spengler had much trouble keeping themselves afloat, with the massive weights of their Proton Packs keeping them well above the surface. "Well, first, you guys hang onto our equipment," ordered J.G., and Todd, Riley, and Quasimodo thankfully obliged, swimming over to the two Proton Packs and hanging onto one of each. "Now I just have to blow away the front doors to flush out all this slime!" He detached his Proton Gun from his Proton Pack and held it above the foul-smelling, sticky slime, aiming directly at the front entrance.
With one single blast from the Proton Pack, Stantz successfully blew away the double doors and allowed all of the slime to drain out from within the cathedral. The group were drained out along with the putrid ooze, being carried directly out onto the front steps of Notre Dame. Some of the slime had even reached near the Ecto-1, staining all sides of the vehicle and turning it from a clean, freshly-waxed white color to a messy, blackened one. The company logo was barely even visible on the doors.
After they were set free from both the slime and the haunted cathedral, the Ghostbusters, Quasimodo, and the Daring siblings got to their feet, just as they heard the sound of heavy thunder above them. They looked up and saw how dark, gray, and cloudy the skies appeared, with faint green flashes emerging from within the dark clouds every few moments. The sight of it alarmed the five people who were observing it.
"What's going on?!" Riley asked.
"The worlds are beginning to merge, just as Chernabog planned for it to." Spengler replied. "Quasimodo, you'll have to show us the location of Bald Mountain, before the merger is completed."
Quasimodo looked at Spengler in great concern for a moment, and then he directed his focus back onto the cathedral, thinking of what Esmeralda had told him through Diana. All of the forgotten memories began to return, and he felt furious of spending so much time in a place that he was not meant to live in after death. The Notre Dame that stood before him was only a cheap imitation…a sinister one designed by Frollo to make him believe he was sent to a happier place. But this place—The Seventh Circle—was anything but happy.
"I will, Dr. Spengler," acknowledged Quasimodo, right before they all headed into the Ecto-1.
After J.G. climbed into the driver's seat, he was about to start up the vehicle, until he suddenly realized how they would be leaving behind a fellow teammate. "Wait…what about Diana? We can't just leave her behind with that creep!"
"I have a feeling that we will see her again very soon…as well as Frollo, for that matter." Spengler assured.
With a worried shrug, Stantz hesitantly started up the Ecto-1 and roared down the street of what appeared to have been a manifestation of the city of Paris, France. It was just as real as the Notre Dame cathedral, with the exception of a decent population of citizens. Of course, it was perfect enough for Judge Claude Frollo, who observed it all from the bell tower's balcony, with the possessed Diana Zeddemore at his side.
He grinned and glared with his glowing red eyes at the fleeing Ecto-1, while petting one of the grotesque stone gargoyles perched on the balcony's edge. After some time, every crevice of the gargoyle's structure glowed in the same reddish hue that Frollo's eyes had, until its own pair of eyes began to glow themselves. However, it was the grin that emerged from the stoned figure's face that brought out its increasingly menacing appearance.