Peter found himself sitting behind his desk with an open book laying in
front him. He glanced down and saw that it was one of his psychology books.
"Dani," Dr. Venkman muttered. He slammed the book closed and stood up. "I guess I'm going to have to figure this thing out by myself." Peter stood there for a moment. "I can't do that. I never figure this stuff out. I just provide a distraction." He looked down. "Or ignore my friends."
"Yeah, you're real good about that, Pete." Peter looked back to see Winston sitting in a chair on the other side of his desk.
"I don't need you to psychoanalyze me, Winston. Egon does that enough."
"You're right," Winston agreed. "You need to look inside yourself. That's where everything is." Peter felt something warm start flowing down his legs and looked down at his lower chest. Blood was pouring out. "I guess your losing your guts." Dr. Venkman stumbled toward the black man, but fell to the floor. Winston chuckled. "Red is a good look on you."
"Winston, why?"
"Because you'd do the same," Winston answered. "Looking for the easy way out."
"No," Peter said. "I never meant for it to happen."
"Just like you never meant to let him kill Egon," Winston replied. "You really can't take back the past, Peter. It's happened and there's no forgiveness." Peter stared at his friend in shock from both the blood loss and what Winston had said.
"No one killed Egon," Dr. Venkman responded. "I just saw him."
"He's been six feet under for a year."
"What about Ray?"
"Him too. You let them both die at his hands. You had no guts to stand up and face the music. You never do."
"That's not true," Peter protested. He winced at the pain. "I always have the guts."
"Not for much longer," Winston responded. He walked away and the ghostly version of Walter Peck took his place.
"Unimaginative, Dr. Venkman," Peck commented. "I hoped for something more. What I saw the other way was horrible and bloody. This is lame, but still satisfying."
"Go away," Peter told him. He grabbed the edge of his desk and started to pull himself up. "I have to find my friends."
"You won't unless you believe," the ghost replied.
"Believe what? Is this what Dani couldn't tell me?"
"You can't say her name." Peter turned to see Dr. Stantz standing to his left looking very much alive instead of dead as Winston had said.
"Ray, you're alive."
"No, you let me die," Dr. Stantz said quietly. "I trusted you and you let him kill me. Than you destroyed her. I loved her with all my heart. Something you never had." Ray reached into the psychologist's chest and tore out Peter's heart.
"Ahhh!" Peter screamed. He fell back to the floor.
"You stole mine so I'll take yours," Ray told him.
"I didn't," Dr. Venkman said hoarsely. "I cared about her as much as you did. Please don't do this, Ray."
"Why not?" Ray asked. "Eye for an eye." He smiled and looked at the heart in his hand. "A heart for a heart."
"Very good, Raymond," Egon commended the young man as he walked up next to him. He looked just as alive as Ray. "Peter does tend to extract revenge. It is now our turn."
"I didn't do this," Peter said. "I wouldn't let this happen."
"You did, Peter," Dr. Spengler replied. "He killed us and we'll never let you forget that."
"Who is he?" Dr. Venkman inquired. "Who are you talking about?"
"It's a number of people," Peck answered. Peter looked at the ghost. "Simply put your past caught up to you and destroyed those you care the most about. Of course, in your nightmare the he they're talking about is you."
"What?"
"Yes, Dr. Venkman. You." Peter found him staring face to face with his own doppelganger. "You wanted someone to blame and created the evil version of yourself. It killed your friends and violated the girl. It's the one that actually turned on everyone. However, you're the one that gets the blame." The Dr. Venkman stood up and looked at Egon and Ray. "They're so annoying. No wonder you let me kill them. Let's do it again." Peter's twin pulled out a gun and shot Ray between the eyes. The young man fell backwards with a thud.
"You let him do it, Peter," Egon said. "Why didn't you stop him?"
"Stop," Peter stuttered. His mirror image simply grinned than shot Dr. Spengler. The blonde scientist fell to the floor next to Ray. "No."
"Yes," Dr. Venkman replied. "It's refreshing. To kill them over and over never gets tiring. I enjoy this so much."
"You sick bastard. I can stop you," Peter said weakly. "You're part of me."
"I was part of you," he corrected himself. "You created me and set me free. I can do whatever I want."
"That's the trouble with reality, Dr. Venkman," Peck interjected. "What's real shall roam, destroy, and create. I personally enjoy this a lot. Do a bit more. I want some more of what Dani got to see."
"No. I'm going to stop this."
"You don't really believe that, Dr. Venkman. I know what you're thinking. If you die right now than you've got an evil counterpart on this loose, but even if you live you can't do anything about it. You alone don't have the power."
"You've given me life," Peter's twin said. "I can stop you and your friends. I do it now and I can enjoy even more outside this little world. The pain it causes you makes it all worth it." The man smiled causing his green eyes to twinkle. Peter could feel the life continue to drain out of him. Everything started to become fuzzy as another figure with blonde hair came towards him.
"Egon?" Peter said. "I thought you were dead." He felt the gentle touch of a warm hand touch his cheek. "Wow, your hands are soft. Have you been moisturizing?"
"Peter, it's Dani. I am so sorry."
"For what? I screwed up and now I'm getting what I deserved."
"No, you're not," Dani whispered. "You can't listen to that damn ghost or anything else. You can defeat this. I know how, but no one believes me."
"Well, if you finally have a way out of this mess. I'm all ears," Dr. Venkman responded. He slid down the desk front a bit more. "You might want to go quickly. I'm kinda dying here." She touched his chest.
"No, you're not. It's in your head. Everything is in your head. Think about."
"I have and this seems real," Peter told her. "It seems like something that would happen. I let my friends get killed by me."
"You wouldn't do that."
"I almost have so going all the way completes the circle. I'm going to hell now. No more second chances for Dr. Venkman."
"Damn it, Peter. If there was one person who would see this wasn't real it would be you. You wanted an explanation that I couldn't give and I figured it would make you doubt all of this."
"Ray stole my heart."
"The Tin Man wanted a heart and it turned out he had one all along."
"That's Egon," Peter said. "Just leave me alone, Dani. I deserve this."
"No, you don't. None of you do. These nightmares are wrong."
"They're right," Peter replied. "Go talk to someone else who isn't about to die."
"You should leave," Peck said. Dani turned around. "You're doing more harm than good for all of them. I applaud your efforts, but you really should give up."
"No," Dani told him. "I can stop this."
"You might, but than it could be too late. You might be the last man standing and all that guilt will soon eat you alive."
"You can't do this to me," the young woman said. "I'm not the same as them. I can bend my mind. I bend my mind to fight your powers. That's why I can move freely through theirs. I just have to get them to bend theirs to fight you as well. If I can get any of them to do it you'll be defeated."
"Perhaps," the ghost replied. "I don't like to reveal my weaknesses, young one. You are one of the few whom I have run into that can fight me. Unfortunately, your friends aren't as lucky. Their nightmares consume them even as we speak. Winston, Egon and Peter are letting it kill them."
"Because you're making them."
"The only thing I've done is trap them in their own mind. The mind is so complex and always hides what we wish others not to see. It's why Dr. Venkman got so defensive. You saw what you were not supposed to see." She shot up and walked over to the ghost. Egon's cousin threw a punch at him that simply went through his face. He gave her an amused look. "Keep trying if you must. It's almost futile now."
"Futile is not even in my dictionary," Dani replied. She looked back at Peter whose eyes were half-closed.
"I'm so sorry," Dr. Venkman whispered. His clone stood above him laughing. "I can't stop this."
"But I'm going to try," Dani said quietly.
(Okay, so all of this might be a little confusing. Just think of it as The Matrix. The second one didn't make any sense, did it? (P.S.- I did like The Matrix and I'm just using it here as a comparison.) Alright, this will be continued and hopefully all make sense.)
"Dani," Dr. Venkman muttered. He slammed the book closed and stood up. "I guess I'm going to have to figure this thing out by myself." Peter stood there for a moment. "I can't do that. I never figure this stuff out. I just provide a distraction." He looked down. "Or ignore my friends."
"Yeah, you're real good about that, Pete." Peter looked back to see Winston sitting in a chair on the other side of his desk.
"I don't need you to psychoanalyze me, Winston. Egon does that enough."
"You're right," Winston agreed. "You need to look inside yourself. That's where everything is." Peter felt something warm start flowing down his legs and looked down at his lower chest. Blood was pouring out. "I guess your losing your guts." Dr. Venkman stumbled toward the black man, but fell to the floor. Winston chuckled. "Red is a good look on you."
"Winston, why?"
"Because you'd do the same," Winston answered. "Looking for the easy way out."
"No," Peter said. "I never meant for it to happen."
"Just like you never meant to let him kill Egon," Winston replied. "You really can't take back the past, Peter. It's happened and there's no forgiveness." Peter stared at his friend in shock from both the blood loss and what Winston had said.
"No one killed Egon," Dr. Venkman responded. "I just saw him."
"He's been six feet under for a year."
"What about Ray?"
"Him too. You let them both die at his hands. You had no guts to stand up and face the music. You never do."
"That's not true," Peter protested. He winced at the pain. "I always have the guts."
"Not for much longer," Winston responded. He walked away and the ghostly version of Walter Peck took his place.
"Unimaginative, Dr. Venkman," Peck commented. "I hoped for something more. What I saw the other way was horrible and bloody. This is lame, but still satisfying."
"Go away," Peter told him. He grabbed the edge of his desk and started to pull himself up. "I have to find my friends."
"You won't unless you believe," the ghost replied.
"Believe what? Is this what Dani couldn't tell me?"
"You can't say her name." Peter turned to see Dr. Stantz standing to his left looking very much alive instead of dead as Winston had said.
"Ray, you're alive."
"No, you let me die," Dr. Stantz said quietly. "I trusted you and you let him kill me. Than you destroyed her. I loved her with all my heart. Something you never had." Ray reached into the psychologist's chest and tore out Peter's heart.
"Ahhh!" Peter screamed. He fell back to the floor.
"You stole mine so I'll take yours," Ray told him.
"I didn't," Dr. Venkman said hoarsely. "I cared about her as much as you did. Please don't do this, Ray."
"Why not?" Ray asked. "Eye for an eye." He smiled and looked at the heart in his hand. "A heart for a heart."
"Very good, Raymond," Egon commended the young man as he walked up next to him. He looked just as alive as Ray. "Peter does tend to extract revenge. It is now our turn."
"I didn't do this," Peter said. "I wouldn't let this happen."
"You did, Peter," Dr. Spengler replied. "He killed us and we'll never let you forget that."
"Who is he?" Dr. Venkman inquired. "Who are you talking about?"
"It's a number of people," Peck answered. Peter looked at the ghost. "Simply put your past caught up to you and destroyed those you care the most about. Of course, in your nightmare the he they're talking about is you."
"What?"
"Yes, Dr. Venkman. You." Peter found him staring face to face with his own doppelganger. "You wanted someone to blame and created the evil version of yourself. It killed your friends and violated the girl. It's the one that actually turned on everyone. However, you're the one that gets the blame." The Dr. Venkman stood up and looked at Egon and Ray. "They're so annoying. No wonder you let me kill them. Let's do it again." Peter's twin pulled out a gun and shot Ray between the eyes. The young man fell backwards with a thud.
"You let him do it, Peter," Egon said. "Why didn't you stop him?"
"Stop," Peter stuttered. His mirror image simply grinned than shot Dr. Spengler. The blonde scientist fell to the floor next to Ray. "No."
"Yes," Dr. Venkman replied. "It's refreshing. To kill them over and over never gets tiring. I enjoy this so much."
"You sick bastard. I can stop you," Peter said weakly. "You're part of me."
"I was part of you," he corrected himself. "You created me and set me free. I can do whatever I want."
"That's the trouble with reality, Dr. Venkman," Peck interjected. "What's real shall roam, destroy, and create. I personally enjoy this a lot. Do a bit more. I want some more of what Dani got to see."
"No. I'm going to stop this."
"You don't really believe that, Dr. Venkman. I know what you're thinking. If you die right now than you've got an evil counterpart on this loose, but even if you live you can't do anything about it. You alone don't have the power."
"You've given me life," Peter's twin said. "I can stop you and your friends. I do it now and I can enjoy even more outside this little world. The pain it causes you makes it all worth it." The man smiled causing his green eyes to twinkle. Peter could feel the life continue to drain out of him. Everything started to become fuzzy as another figure with blonde hair came towards him.
"Egon?" Peter said. "I thought you were dead." He felt the gentle touch of a warm hand touch his cheek. "Wow, your hands are soft. Have you been moisturizing?"
"Peter, it's Dani. I am so sorry."
"For what? I screwed up and now I'm getting what I deserved."
"No, you're not," Dani whispered. "You can't listen to that damn ghost or anything else. You can defeat this. I know how, but no one believes me."
"Well, if you finally have a way out of this mess. I'm all ears," Dr. Venkman responded. He slid down the desk front a bit more. "You might want to go quickly. I'm kinda dying here." She touched his chest.
"No, you're not. It's in your head. Everything is in your head. Think about."
"I have and this seems real," Peter told her. "It seems like something that would happen. I let my friends get killed by me."
"You wouldn't do that."
"I almost have so going all the way completes the circle. I'm going to hell now. No more second chances for Dr. Venkman."
"Damn it, Peter. If there was one person who would see this wasn't real it would be you. You wanted an explanation that I couldn't give and I figured it would make you doubt all of this."
"Ray stole my heart."
"The Tin Man wanted a heart and it turned out he had one all along."
"That's Egon," Peter said. "Just leave me alone, Dani. I deserve this."
"No, you don't. None of you do. These nightmares are wrong."
"They're right," Peter replied. "Go talk to someone else who isn't about to die."
"You should leave," Peck said. Dani turned around. "You're doing more harm than good for all of them. I applaud your efforts, but you really should give up."
"No," Dani told him. "I can stop this."
"You might, but than it could be too late. You might be the last man standing and all that guilt will soon eat you alive."
"You can't do this to me," the young woman said. "I'm not the same as them. I can bend my mind. I bend my mind to fight your powers. That's why I can move freely through theirs. I just have to get them to bend theirs to fight you as well. If I can get any of them to do it you'll be defeated."
"Perhaps," the ghost replied. "I don't like to reveal my weaknesses, young one. You are one of the few whom I have run into that can fight me. Unfortunately, your friends aren't as lucky. Their nightmares consume them even as we speak. Winston, Egon and Peter are letting it kill them."
"Because you're making them."
"The only thing I've done is trap them in their own mind. The mind is so complex and always hides what we wish others not to see. It's why Dr. Venkman got so defensive. You saw what you were not supposed to see." She shot up and walked over to the ghost. Egon's cousin threw a punch at him that simply went through his face. He gave her an amused look. "Keep trying if you must. It's almost futile now."
"Futile is not even in my dictionary," Dani replied. She looked back at Peter whose eyes were half-closed.
"I'm so sorry," Dr. Venkman whispered. His clone stood above him laughing. "I can't stop this."
"But I'm going to try," Dani said quietly.
(Okay, so all of this might be a little confusing. Just think of it as The Matrix. The second one didn't make any sense, did it? (P.S.- I did like The Matrix and I'm just using it here as a comparison.) Alright, this will be continued and hopefully all make sense.)