Doctor's Log

September 21, 2004

General Hawk is still on the war path. He found his beloved baseball sitting in the motor pool this morning. Everyone who works in that area has now been dragged into his office for questioning. Everyone still blames it on the ghost, even though he won't believe any of it. He even had Psyche Out evaluate several of them, including Clutch, for any mental disorders. All the tests came up negative.

Flint also got on his bad side today too. Hawk found out that he'd been consulting with some psychic on how to get rid of ghosts. He got his ass chewed for it. Oh, and Falcon got busted for trying to hold a séance down in the brig. Spirit also tried some shaman techniques to try to get the ghost to leave. An angry Hawk banned him from it since he doesn't think the ghost is real. I think the smell of incense was what gave him away.

Meanwhile, Roadblock has set up an unofficial "vigil" of the kitchen in case the ghost tries to trash it like it did to the mess hall. He has promised a double chocolate cake with Bavarian crème filling to anyone who can catch the ghost. As a result, many Joes have become "ghost hunters," including Snake Eyes, Jinx, and Stalker. I guess bribery does have its benefits.

As for Beach Head, Gung Ho, Dusty, and I, we've been researching ghosts on the internet. (Yes, I actually let them on my laptop.) I want that damned thing out of my infirmary, in fact, I want it out of the PIT all together. (Plus the reward of Roadblock's cake is an incentive. I never said I was perfect.) We were going to try to get hold of holy water to sprinkle around the base, but Duke shot it down. (I think he just wants the reward for himself.)

I think Mainframe and Firewall have teamed up for the ghost hunting. They've been walking up and down the hallway loaded with electronics. Of course, they hide when the Tomahawk comes by. He's banned all of the ghost hunting. But that hasn't stopped anyone from doing it. Oh, by the way, Hawk still has us on lockdown. The Pentagon's probably wondering what the hell's going on in here.

I'm going to sleep in the infirmary again tonight. We're going to attempt to catch the ghost if it shows up. Wish us luck.