Hey guys just as a reminder, this is a one off adventure, this story WILL NOT impact any future stories or scripts, with that in mind, I hope you'll enjoy the story.

Chapter 2: The mansion

Roxxy and Ripley had been on the road for two hours when Roxxy saw the red and silver minivan her mother owns. She pulled over Ecto 1 near her mother's car.

"That's her car!"

"Let's hope she left it unlocked, might need some things from the glove compartment." Ripley said.

"I'll look, you get the proton pack," Roxxy said, "Besides, my mansion, I'm not gonna be the one blamed for damages."

"Oh come off it!"

"Nope, never gonna happen" She shot back.

Ripley walks to the back of the hearse and grabs the proton pack, she also grabbed a spare PKE meter in the event her sister's new vacation home was haunted.

"Where are the traps," Ripley asked," didn't you pack any?"

Roxxy looked at her sister confused, Ecto 1C was brand new, and was getting ready for company deployment. she wasn't able to pack the new prototype traps in time for the new Ecto's use.

"Ripley, Brig and I are still working on the new prototype traps, and we don't have enough traps to fit into Ecto 1C!"

"Damn it!"

Roxxy looked into her mother's car, thankfully nobody tried to steal it "or so it seems" Roxxy thought. She opened the passenger door and opened the glove box, she pulled out a big flashlight and new dust batteries.

The twins looked around and found a small pathway with faint bootprints.

"You think Mum went that way?" Ripley asked, scared.

"Well, only one way to find out, follow the prints" Roxxy replied.

"God I hate this…"

"So do I Rip, so do I…"

The twins walked for a while, the evening became night. Roxxy turned on the flashlight, the light barely illuminated the path in front of them.

"Ok, next time you win something you didn't enter in, restrain me before I tell mum" Ripley said.

"Hey it's not my fault you called mom and told her, I was trying to explain that I didn't enter the contest," Roxxy shot back, " you see Rip, you're impulsive, everytime something good happens, you get giddy and ignore rational thought!"

"Oi, I'm not the one who read the letter aloud to EVERYONE in the firehouse!"

"Whatever, look, you and I put mom in danger, and now we have to rescue her," Roxxy replied, "now, let's look at the map, see where we are and all."

Roxxy took out the map, she traced it up to where her and her sister walked. She tapped her finger on where they were.

"We should be close" She said.

The twins look up from the map, they see a silhouette of a large building, lightning struck and the twins see the horrifying haunted mansion. Roxxy gulped.

"Oh dear God…. Ripley, I blame you…"

"Don't worry, I blame me too…" Ripley replied.

The two walked over to the gate, Roxxy sees a strange outhouse near the front lawn. The twins ignore it and walk over to the entrance.

"Should we knock?" Ripley asked.

"Oh yeah, why not knock on death's door? maybe he'll have cookies waiting for us, maybe some hot chocolate…. Oh and probably FUCKING DEATH!" Roxxy exclaimed.

"Geez, bite my head off why don't ya."

Ripley opens the door, Roxxy shines her flashlight in the doorway.

Inside the mansion

The twins look around the foyer, dark, dusty, and in disarray.

"Man, mum was right, this makes the firehouse look like a 4 star hotel!" Ripley exclaimed.

"No kidding, wiring looks shawty, the wallpaper is faded and torn, and there's cobwebs everywhere, Petral would hate this place just from this room alone." Roxxy added, looking at the door in front of them.

The door was odd, it had some sort of translucent spiked vines covering the majority of the door, they have a slight glow in the room. it also had a heart shape on the front.

"I don't even want to know what those things are" Ripley said.

"They look ghost like, like some sort of spectral plant" Roxxy added.

"I don't care about that, we need to find mum!"

"Sorry, it's just these are fascinating to look at, though I probably wouldn't touch them, that glow might not just be for looks."

"Then let's find mum and get the hell outta here!" Ripley exclaimed.

"Right, let's check the doors upstairs!" Roxxy replied.

The two crept up the stairs, they saw two doors, one leading west, and another leading north.

"Dammit, we don't have time for this! Ripley said.

Roxxy looked at the north door, she walked up and grabbed the handle. Breathing in, she tried twisting the knob, but it wouldn't budge.

"Shit…. Locked" Roxxy said.

The two heard a noise in the room.

"What the hell was that?" Ripley asked, shaking in fear.

"I don't know, but don't like it," Roxxy replied, " come on."

The two walked back downstairs, they see a strange orange steam cloud with a small shiny object inside, the steam cloud dropped the object and rose upstairs into the north door. The twins look at the object the cloud dropped, it was a gold key.

"Maybe it's to the door, maybe the thing knows where our mom is!" Roxxy said.

"I don't know, I mean, it could be another trap like the letter was" Ripley replied.

The two walked back upstairs and to the north door.

"Well, moment of truth."

Roxxy slid the key into the keyhole, turned it, and twisted the knob again. This time, the knob rotated 175 degrees right . Roxxy opened the door, and stepped into the room, Ripley following close behind.

The girls walked a little into the room when the orange cloud materialized in front of them, it wasn't a cloud or steam, it was an orange ghost.

The twins jumped in fear, too scared to move. Suddenly, a strange vortex entangled the ghost, it moved around the room, dragging the device and the user trying to capture it. The ghost turned and smacked the user in the face, sending him over to the girls.

"The hell?" Ripley asked.

"Ouch…. Wooof, I sure do take some knocks on this line of work," The short old man said," I'm getting too old for this ghost catching tomfoolery."

Roxxy looked at the old man with nostalgia, she knows how it felt busting ghosts non stop with little to no breaks.

"What are two young girls doing here anyhoo?" He asked.

"Long story" Ripley said.

Before long, more orange ghosts materialized in front of the three.

"Uh oh, this looks ugly, look lively and follow me, POSTHASTE!" said the old man.

The three run out of the room, down the stairs and out of the mansion. "What the hell is going on here, where's mom? Who is this guy? And who sent the letter?" Roxxy thought. What she knew though, something sinister was happening, and she, with Ripley, had to stop it, at all costs.