Chapter Seven
"Okay buddy now leave the lady alone and let's talk about this." Peter slowly approached the injured man. Both he and Winston had managed to persuade the cop to let them try a different tactic. Peter was rewarded by the man turning his attention to the Ghostbuster.
"Good, very good. Now follow me...follow me, that's right keep following....and NOW!" Peter jumped out of the way as Winston rugby tackled the man.
"And now he's down for the count! One...two....oh Hell! Ten! You lose sucker!" The injured man didn't seem to be moving.
"Peter, I think you should see this." Peter moved over and looked over Winston's shoulder.
"Yuck! I didn't know that a car crash could do that."
"Peter, no car wreck can cause that kind of disfigurement, his face is partially rotted!"
"But he can't be rotting, he was walking around." The cop had joined the group of bystanders looking at the gruesome scene. The cop poked his pistol in the rotted face, and was rewarded when a large chunk of the guy's nose stuck to the barrel or the gun.
"Oh my God!"
"Everyone get back! stay as far back as possible this man could be infected." The cop motioned for the Ghostbusters to move back and he started to move back himself.
"Dispatch the situation at Emmy's has gotten worse, we have an infected civilian. It's something real nasty, his face is rotted."
"Repeat 216, we didn't copy that, over."
"I said his face is ROTTED! send a chemical spill unit down here from the hospital, we could have multipal infections, over."
"Understood 216, over and out." The cops who had arrived as backup started to slot together barriers to cordon off the scene.
"You'd better get that looked at Officer, you could be infected." Winston inspected the cop's hand wound that was discoloured and still bleeding.
"Uh thanks for the help, can I take down your name and address so I can recommend you for a comendation gentlemen?"
"Sorry, we don't live here, we're on business from New York."
"New York? Nice play, know a friend there who's just graduated from Police Academy."
"Nice to know." Peter tried to hide to hide his sarcasm.
"Peter I'm worried, what if there are more people like that guy?"
"I don't know, but if he's what I think he is then the town is in serious trouble."
***
Ray is explaining the basics of Ghostbustung while Egon works on amplifying the meter.
"...so what the beams do us ensnare the ghost allowing us to hold it, we then activate one of these (a ghost trap) and the ghost is pulled into it. Once we get back to our headquarters we then load the trap into a storage facility and then the ghost is trapped in there."
"Wow, Ghostbusting sounds exciting."
"It is, personally I love the job, wouldn't swap it for anthing. However there is one member of our team that doesn't seem to like a side of it."
"What side of the job is that?" Officer Spencer enquired.
"Getting slimed." Ray said with a evil grin. Both Ray and Officer Spencer's attention were drawn to the meter which gave off several loud beeps.
"That should do it." Egon closed the rear panel on the PKE meter and turned the scanner on, the screen became static again for a few seconds but seadied and the energy signatures began registering on the scanner.
"Okay, I'm going to set the meter to scan a five block radius. I'm regisetering at least thirty separate signatures in the area.
"but hold on, didn't you set that meter to scan a wider area?"
"The PKE meter is very sensitive, on some busts it isn't uncommon for a meter to fry itself from high readings. I've set it to a five block radius to not only ease the amount of area needed to be scanned but also so that we don't drain the energy to quickly."
"Okay, so when do we start?" Officer Spencer was interrupted as one of the windows in the corridor outside shattered.
"What the?" Officer Spencer unholstered his gun and had it trained on the Meeting Room door.
"Wait, I'm getting a reading from behind that door, whatever it is has the same energy signature as have registered across Raccoon." Officer Spencer held onto the door handle getting ready in case anything happened.
"On three, one...two...THREE!" The pulled the door open as a body stumbled through the doorway. Whoever it was seemed badly injured as it's shirt was drenched in dry blood.
"Hold still, don't make me shoot you!" Officer Spencer's pistol was pointed at the person's leg.
"Eeelp meee, eeelp mee!" The injured person managed to moan before collapsing to the floor.
"My God, someone get the medic." Officer Spencer glanced to see that both Ray and Egon had no idea of where the medic was.
"The medic's in the main offices in the second door leading into the West Wing." Ray having registered the information jogged off down the coridor in the correct direction.
"Dr. Spengler, this man has a severe throat wound, could you find me a cloth or rag that we can use to stop the bleeding." Egon returned a few minutes later with a rag. Officer Spencer started to apply the makeshift dressing when the injured man's hands grasped his wrist and moved it towards his mouth. Officer Spencer managed to pull his hand free before he was bitten. The injured man tried to get up but seemd unable and remained on his back.
"What is it?" Officer Spencer backed away in horror. Ray returned with the medic who gave a visual inspection of the injured man.
"He showing signs of rigor mortis and even parts of his flesh have rotted. He's infected, and whatever he's caught is slowly killing him. It's a good thing he didn't bite you or you could have become infected, but I'd suggest that you clean your hands thouroughly to avoid speading the virus."
"Right, Don't touch him then. Once I've cleaned up I'll tell Dispatch to radio the hospital to send the chemical spill unit." Officer Spencer dissapeared off in the direction of the wash rooms.
"Wow, this is fantastic! A real life situation ivolving a living corpse. We must document this!" Ray grabbed his video camera to video the event.
"Ray, do bare in mind he's not dead yet."
"Excuse me doctor, could you please repeat what you said."
"Okay, but once you've got the footage you'd better make a copy to send over to the hospital so they have an idea of what they're dealing with, if this is a spill then they could be dealing with more people with the same symptoms."
"Okay buddy now leave the lady alone and let's talk about this." Peter slowly approached the injured man. Both he and Winston had managed to persuade the cop to let them try a different tactic. Peter was rewarded by the man turning his attention to the Ghostbuster.
"Good, very good. Now follow me...follow me, that's right keep following....and NOW!" Peter jumped out of the way as Winston rugby tackled the man.
"And now he's down for the count! One...two....oh Hell! Ten! You lose sucker!" The injured man didn't seem to be moving.
"Peter, I think you should see this." Peter moved over and looked over Winston's shoulder.
"Yuck! I didn't know that a car crash could do that."
"Peter, no car wreck can cause that kind of disfigurement, his face is partially rotted!"
"But he can't be rotting, he was walking around." The cop had joined the group of bystanders looking at the gruesome scene. The cop poked his pistol in the rotted face, and was rewarded when a large chunk of the guy's nose stuck to the barrel or the gun.
"Oh my God!"
"Everyone get back! stay as far back as possible this man could be infected." The cop motioned for the Ghostbusters to move back and he started to move back himself.
"Dispatch the situation at Emmy's has gotten worse, we have an infected civilian. It's something real nasty, his face is rotted."
"Repeat 216, we didn't copy that, over."
"I said his face is ROTTED! send a chemical spill unit down here from the hospital, we could have multipal infections, over."
"Understood 216, over and out." The cops who had arrived as backup started to slot together barriers to cordon off the scene.
"You'd better get that looked at Officer, you could be infected." Winston inspected the cop's hand wound that was discoloured and still bleeding.
"Uh thanks for the help, can I take down your name and address so I can recommend you for a comendation gentlemen?"
"Sorry, we don't live here, we're on business from New York."
"New York? Nice play, know a friend there who's just graduated from Police Academy."
"Nice to know." Peter tried to hide to hide his sarcasm.
"Peter I'm worried, what if there are more people like that guy?"
"I don't know, but if he's what I think he is then the town is in serious trouble."
***
Ray is explaining the basics of Ghostbustung while Egon works on amplifying the meter.
"...so what the beams do us ensnare the ghost allowing us to hold it, we then activate one of these (a ghost trap) and the ghost is pulled into it. Once we get back to our headquarters we then load the trap into a storage facility and then the ghost is trapped in there."
"Wow, Ghostbusting sounds exciting."
"It is, personally I love the job, wouldn't swap it for anthing. However there is one member of our team that doesn't seem to like a side of it."
"What side of the job is that?" Officer Spencer enquired.
"Getting slimed." Ray said with a evil grin. Both Ray and Officer Spencer's attention were drawn to the meter which gave off several loud beeps.
"That should do it." Egon closed the rear panel on the PKE meter and turned the scanner on, the screen became static again for a few seconds but seadied and the energy signatures began registering on the scanner.
"Okay, I'm going to set the meter to scan a five block radius. I'm regisetering at least thirty separate signatures in the area.
"but hold on, didn't you set that meter to scan a wider area?"
"The PKE meter is very sensitive, on some busts it isn't uncommon for a meter to fry itself from high readings. I've set it to a five block radius to not only ease the amount of area needed to be scanned but also so that we don't drain the energy to quickly."
"Okay, so when do we start?" Officer Spencer was interrupted as one of the windows in the corridor outside shattered.
"What the?" Officer Spencer unholstered his gun and had it trained on the Meeting Room door.
"Wait, I'm getting a reading from behind that door, whatever it is has the same energy signature as have registered across Raccoon." Officer Spencer held onto the door handle getting ready in case anything happened.
"On three, one...two...THREE!" The pulled the door open as a body stumbled through the doorway. Whoever it was seemed badly injured as it's shirt was drenched in dry blood.
"Hold still, don't make me shoot you!" Officer Spencer's pistol was pointed at the person's leg.
"Eeelp meee, eeelp mee!" The injured person managed to moan before collapsing to the floor.
"My God, someone get the medic." Officer Spencer glanced to see that both Ray and Egon had no idea of where the medic was.
"The medic's in the main offices in the second door leading into the West Wing." Ray having registered the information jogged off down the coridor in the correct direction.
"Dr. Spengler, this man has a severe throat wound, could you find me a cloth or rag that we can use to stop the bleeding." Egon returned a few minutes later with a rag. Officer Spencer started to apply the makeshift dressing when the injured man's hands grasped his wrist and moved it towards his mouth. Officer Spencer managed to pull his hand free before he was bitten. The injured man tried to get up but seemd unable and remained on his back.
"What is it?" Officer Spencer backed away in horror. Ray returned with the medic who gave a visual inspection of the injured man.
"He showing signs of rigor mortis and even parts of his flesh have rotted. He's infected, and whatever he's caught is slowly killing him. It's a good thing he didn't bite you or you could have become infected, but I'd suggest that you clean your hands thouroughly to avoid speading the virus."
"Right, Don't touch him then. Once I've cleaned up I'll tell Dispatch to radio the hospital to send the chemical spill unit." Officer Spencer dissapeared off in the direction of the wash rooms.
"Wow, this is fantastic! A real life situation ivolving a living corpse. We must document this!" Ray grabbed his video camera to video the event.
"Ray, do bare in mind he's not dead yet."
"Excuse me doctor, could you please repeat what you said."
"Okay, but once you've got the footage you'd better make a copy to send over to the hospital so they have an idea of what they're dealing with, if this is a spill then they could be dealing with more people with the same symptoms."