Chapter Two
The white Cadillac pulled off the offramp and started it's short journey towards the hotel. The Ghostbusters inside the car started to get ready to unload their equipment and small amount of luggage.
"Okay guys we're on the last stretch of the trip, let's get the equipment ready first, then the luggage." Winston said from behind the wheel. The hotel finally came into view, even though it was night they could make out clearly most of the four storey building due to the floodlights illuminating the hotel's old fashioned exterior. No wonder it was named the "Arklay Inn." Winston eased the car into the hotel's parking lot and turned off the engine. Peter, who had been dozing on the rear seat, stretched cat-like and switched on the cabin light.
"Ow!" he muttered as he became used to the bright light and started to move some of the luggage. Getting out of Ecto he noticed how quiet the place was, nowhere on Manhattan would be this quiet.
"This place is dead, it has no nightlife!"
"What do you expect? it's not a city like New York, and we're on the outskirts." Ray looked around and noted how even with the bright street lights and the floodlights of the hotel, large areas were still covered in shadows.
The entrance foyer was as old fashioned as the exterior, fake brass oil lamps hung from the walls and flagged the double doors to the bar. The main reception desk even had a old fashioned cash register and bell. Peter rang the bell twice before noticing a small note in a picture frame next to the bell.
"All guests checking in after 10.00PM please sign in at the register and pickup your key from the hook."
One of the things peter did know was the room number. He picked up the key for their room number and walked back towards his partners.
"looks like we're on the fourth floor. We'll load the equipment into the lift first and then into our room, followed by the luggage from the car. Peter for some reason smiled and went over and pushed the button to call the lift.
"I said that first in the car, he has the ability to repeat what we say but never seems to take part in the actual work." Winston muttered in annoyance. Ray peered into the bar, it was styled to look like a saloon bar but with modern technology like the juke box next to the fireplace and electric ceiling lights styled as cart wheels. The stacked chairs and bottleless bar announced the bar was closed. The elevator sounded it's arrivial with a soft, metallic "Ping."
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The hotel room was modest, if modest were a five star hotel. Apart from four large beds there are plenty of arm chairs, footstools and even a Television to entertain and relax the occupants, and this is all lit by the soft glow of fake gas-light. Having spent nearly ten minutes sorting out the equipment and luggage the Ghostbusters have settled down for a rest. Ray is in one of the arm chairs reading a Captain Steel comic, Peter is starting to doze again on one of the beds, Winston is out on the small balcony supplied with the room and Egon is spralled out on the floor, adding the finishing touches to some modifications to the PKE meters to compensate for the distortions caused by the woods. Finishing his labors, he gets up and calls a meeting.
"Alright, let's discuss the plan for tomorrow." Winston walks back into the hotel room as Peter moans "oh no."
"We have been given reports that monsters or ghosts have been spotted in the following areas of town, the Police Department, the St. Michael Clock Tower and not surprisingly, the local cemetery in the park. We have also received sone reports of odd occurances in the woods bordering town. So we'll be investigating those in order of how recent the sightings were."
"Now that the speech is done Spengs, will you kindly shut up! I'm trying to sleep here." Venkman continued to moan from the bed.
"Don't worry Peter, you'll get all the sleep you'll need when I lock you in the janitor's closet across the hall. Goodnight gentlemen, we'll be needing as much rest as we can get." Ray and Egon went over to their respective beds and soon fell asleep. However Winston was the last to get to bed as he looked out towards the lights in the valley below.
"(What could be terrorizing this town? From some of the reports they'd received it sounds like something pretty nasty. Oh well, I'm not gonna find out by just standing here.)" Winston then walked back in closing the balcony window behind him. Switching off the light one final thought passed through his mind before the darkness of sleep welcomed him.
"Welcome to Raccoon City."
The white Cadillac pulled off the offramp and started it's short journey towards the hotel. The Ghostbusters inside the car started to get ready to unload their equipment and small amount of luggage.
"Okay guys we're on the last stretch of the trip, let's get the equipment ready first, then the luggage." Winston said from behind the wheel. The hotel finally came into view, even though it was night they could make out clearly most of the four storey building due to the floodlights illuminating the hotel's old fashioned exterior. No wonder it was named the "Arklay Inn." Winston eased the car into the hotel's parking lot and turned off the engine. Peter, who had been dozing on the rear seat, stretched cat-like and switched on the cabin light.
"Ow!" he muttered as he became used to the bright light and started to move some of the luggage. Getting out of Ecto he noticed how quiet the place was, nowhere on Manhattan would be this quiet.
"This place is dead, it has no nightlife!"
"What do you expect? it's not a city like New York, and we're on the outskirts." Ray looked around and noted how even with the bright street lights and the floodlights of the hotel, large areas were still covered in shadows.
The entrance foyer was as old fashioned as the exterior, fake brass oil lamps hung from the walls and flagged the double doors to the bar. The main reception desk even had a old fashioned cash register and bell. Peter rang the bell twice before noticing a small note in a picture frame next to the bell.
"All guests checking in after 10.00PM please sign in at the register and pickup your key from the hook."
One of the things peter did know was the room number. He picked up the key for their room number and walked back towards his partners.
"looks like we're on the fourth floor. We'll load the equipment into the lift first and then into our room, followed by the luggage from the car. Peter for some reason smiled and went over and pushed the button to call the lift.
"I said that first in the car, he has the ability to repeat what we say but never seems to take part in the actual work." Winston muttered in annoyance. Ray peered into the bar, it was styled to look like a saloon bar but with modern technology like the juke box next to the fireplace and electric ceiling lights styled as cart wheels. The stacked chairs and bottleless bar announced the bar was closed. The elevator sounded it's arrivial with a soft, metallic "Ping."
***
The hotel room was modest, if modest were a five star hotel. Apart from four large beds there are plenty of arm chairs, footstools and even a Television to entertain and relax the occupants, and this is all lit by the soft glow of fake gas-light. Having spent nearly ten minutes sorting out the equipment and luggage the Ghostbusters have settled down for a rest. Ray is in one of the arm chairs reading a Captain Steel comic, Peter is starting to doze again on one of the beds, Winston is out on the small balcony supplied with the room and Egon is spralled out on the floor, adding the finishing touches to some modifications to the PKE meters to compensate for the distortions caused by the woods. Finishing his labors, he gets up and calls a meeting.
"Alright, let's discuss the plan for tomorrow." Winston walks back into the hotel room as Peter moans "oh no."
"We have been given reports that monsters or ghosts have been spotted in the following areas of town, the Police Department, the St. Michael Clock Tower and not surprisingly, the local cemetery in the park. We have also received sone reports of odd occurances in the woods bordering town. So we'll be investigating those in order of how recent the sightings were."
"Now that the speech is done Spengs, will you kindly shut up! I'm trying to sleep here." Venkman continued to moan from the bed.
"Don't worry Peter, you'll get all the sleep you'll need when I lock you in the janitor's closet across the hall. Goodnight gentlemen, we'll be needing as much rest as we can get." Ray and Egon went over to their respective beds and soon fell asleep. However Winston was the last to get to bed as he looked out towards the lights in the valley below.
"(What could be terrorizing this town? From some of the reports they'd received it sounds like something pretty nasty. Oh well, I'm not gonna find out by just standing here.)" Winston then walked back in closing the balcony window behind him. Switching off the light one final thought passed through his mind before the darkness of sleep welcomed him.
"Welcome to Raccoon City."