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Amnesia
Chapter 1: The Accident
"Egon, watch out!" Ray yelled, as the building started to collapse.
Egon turned, as an avalanche of dust and rubble started to come down on him. He was, unfortunately, too late, and buried. The other men looked, and became frantic.
"Shit!" Venkman swore, "Egon!"
He ran over, Ray following behind him.
"Spengs, are you alright?" Peter called, digging through the wreckage.
There was no answer, and they became more concerned as the seconds went by.
"Hey, I found him!" Winston called, pulling the blonde man from the ruins.
Egon was defiantly unconscious, his glasses were slightly cracked, and he was bloodied from head to toe.
"Is he alive?" Ray asked, worry written all over his face.
Peter took a pulse,
"Yeah, he's alive, but I don't think he will be for long, if we don't get him medical treatment." He said.
"I'll go and call the hospital for an ambulance." Winston said, running towards the nearest building or phone he could find.
"We'll stay with Spengs here, and hope that he doesn't hie on us." Ray said.
Peter was sitting on the ground.
"C'mon Spengs, it's not nice to scare Dr. Venkman like this…Wake up please." Peter said, trying to rouse his wounded comrade.
Sooner than they thought, the clangor of an ambulance echoed, and relief filled their systems.
Egon was still unconscious, but he was in better care now.
Peter rode in the ambulance with Egon, while Ray and Winston took Ecto-1.
As they got to the hospital, they tried to rush into the ER, but were stopped.
"I'm sorry, but you can't go in there. It would danger his health." The doctor said, " I must insist that you wait here, in the waiting room."
Peter heard Ray groan softly, but he nodded.
"Just take good care of him. He means a lot to us." He said.
"I'm sure he does, and we'll do our best to heal him." She replied, as she nodded her head and headed inside.
"I should've been watching…" Peter said, "This never would've happened."
"Look, we could go on and on with blame, but it wasn't in our control. We have more important things to concentrate on." Winston said.
"Yeah, we should call Janine, and tell her we're gonna be late." Ray said.
"DO you know what Janine would do to you, if she found out that Egon may be dying! We'd have the Revenge of Godzilla on our hands!" Peter said.
"Still, it's her right to know what is going on. She's part of the team after all." Ray answered.
'Yeah, but who's gonna call her?" Peter asked.
Ray and Winston exchanged glances, nodded, and both looked at Peter.
"What are you guys looking at?" he asked, "Oh no…Oh fine, I'll call her…"
He sighed, and walked to a nearby payphone.
Dialing the number, he listened as the phone rang, and was answered.
"Ghostbuster headquarters, how may I help you?" Janine asked.
"Uh…Janine?" Peter asked, feebly on the phone.
"Where are you guys? You're much later than you should be. Is Egon alright?" she asked, anxiously.
Peter gulped.
"She had to ask…" he thought to himself.
"That's why we're late…you see, a building fell, and we're at the hospital…and…"
Before he could finish, Janine spoke up.
"I'll be right over!" she said, before hanging up the phone.
Peter paused for a while, but then hung up the phone as well. He headed back, as Ray and Winston looked at him expectantly.
"So, what did she way? Since your head is still attached to your body, I suppose she took it very well." Winston said.
"She's coming over." Peter said, "And she sounded terribly worried about it."
"I hope he lives…Not only for our sake, but for her. If he dies, I don't know what we'd do, but we would have her wrath and guilt upon our shoulders." Ray said.
The doctor then came out.
"How is he?" Peter asked, shooting out of his chair.