For the next couple of days, Zocodobe didn't show his face. The Ghostbusters worked even harder on finding a way to capture and keep the class nine. After the attack, there were two Ghostbusters always on watch. The extent of injuries on the secretary were so severe that the doctor stated it would be nothing short of a miracle if she ever awoke. So one Ghostbuster stayed in the room with her and the other was stationed outside. Janine couldn't sustain another attack from the creature. The next time he attacked her, it would be fatal.

Almost a week after the last attack, Zocodobe struck again. This time Egon and Garrett were on duty. It was the second time Egon had taken watch. He was better suited for the lab work to capture the ghost. He was sitting in the dark room, his chair pushed over by the bed. His head was down on the side of the bed, with one of Janine's hands entwined in his.

A noise came from the far side of the room, like a pitcher dropping. Egon lifted his head, and looked around. He looked at Janine, then scanned the room again. There was an eerie silence in the room. He picked up his two way radio.

"Garrett, get in here," he spoke softly. No sooner than the words were out of his mouth, than an ear-shattering roar filled the room. Egon stood up quickly, the chair falling back. He pulled his thrower and charged it, in one swift motion. The room door opened, and Egon spotted him.

"Where is he?" Garrett asked.

"There!" Egon shouted, firing his thrower. The demon laughed, and dodged the beam. Garrett hit the lights and rolled to the other side of the room.

"Not this time, sucker!" he shouted, firing his thrower. Part of the beam hit Zocodobe and the beast roared in anger. Then it charged at Garrett. He ducked, but it hit his chair, and he toppled over.

Egon's full attention was on the beast. The creature stopped and turned it's eyes to the older Ghostbuster. Then it looked over at the injured secretary in the bed, and let out a low laugh. Egon yelled and fired his thrower. The beam hit Zocodobe, and the creature howled in fury.

"Garrett, give me a trap!" Egon yelled, as he and the creature struggled. Garrett shook off the fall, and crawled over to where the trap had skittered when he was knocked down. As his hand fell onto the trap, Zocodobe roared once again, and pulled away. Egon fell back as the beam loosened. The ghost flew around the room. Egon scrambled up and aimed his thrower. Garrett sat up and aimed his also. The creature flew around, and hovered close to the bed. It looked at both men in the room and laughed. Then, to the astonishment to both men, it spoke.

"Don't you know that I could kill your precious female, and neither of you could stop me." it rumbled. "No, I will toy with you first, but soon, she will die, then so will you." He laughed, then flew out of the room.

Egon shut off his thrower and walked over to upright Garrett's chair. Garrett climbed back in it, and rolled over to Janine's bed.

"Is she okay?"

"For now," came the somber response. Garrett looked over at the older Ghostbuster.

"Hey, we've beaten gods. One little class nine isn't going to beat us. He just knows how to push our buttons and get us riled. We'll get him, you'll see," He turned away, and rolled towards the door. "You need anything, let me know."

Egon watched as the door closed behind Garrett's chair. He walked over and turned off the lights, and walked back to his spot by the bed. He picked up her uninjured hand, and enclosed it in his. He looked at her sleeping form. The bruising on her face was finally going down. Except for the stitches on her forehead, she almost looked like her old self. Now all she had to do was wake up. Gently, he laid his head back down on the side of her bed, and resumed his watch.