Chapter 14:

New Dimensions

Jan. 24-29 2001

Mary ran upstairs, "Egon, Egon is everything..." her voice trailed off to a stop when she saw the doors off their hinges just laying on the floor of the hall. "What the?" She slowly walked over the debris. "Egon, Egon..." she yelled. No sounds, nothing; only silence except for her heart beating wildly. The debris of shattered glass, wood and metal lined the floor of the lab where Egon and Cyrus were working. The place looked like the leftovers of a tornado. Mary went into her 'Panic mode' when she heard footsteps on the stairs behind her.

"What? What happened? Where's Egon?" Cyrus questioned as he dropped the bag of food he was carrying.

"I don't know. I heard an explosion and came running up here to see if Egon was alright," Mary looked from one end of the room to the other. "I can't find him anywhere."

"Wow! It worked." Cyrus sounded excited.

"What? What worked?" she looked over at Cyrus with shock and confusion.

"The experiment we were working on but..." He looked at the mess of the room. "If it did, then Egon is in a new Dimension and may never be found," He swallowed not wanted to think about it. "Alive again."

"A new dimension? What are you talking about not being found or do I even mention it dead? How are we going to explain this to anyone? We can't just say that the man disappeared into a new dimension. Can we?"

"We have to keep this a secret until I think of a way to get him out of there, where ever that is, safely." Cyrus left the room and went to the den on the first floor. Both of them sat there in chairs in silence thinking. Cyrus' mind: What if we don't find him? Mary's got a good point. I can't just tell the authorities that he was mysteriously sucked into a new dimensional portal. They would lock me up in a nut house. What have I done? I should have been the one to have gone not him. It's all my fault that he is missing. It's all my fault that he is missing...

Mary's mind: What? There are no such things as dimensions are there? How could Cyrus act all excited about this experience that just might have killed Egon. All he is thinking about it that it worked, how rude. I'm not going to jail for this. I had nothing to do with it. Oh, what a thought jail time. What a thought jail time...

"Hey, what about the guy who called Egon? Maybe he can help us." Mary called as she remembered talking to him.

"Oh yeah, I forgot about him." Cyrus pulled the paper from his pants pocket. He looked at the phone for a minute. Should I do this? I mean his friend Peter does have a right to know what happened. What if he calls the cops and tells them that I murder my own nephew. Oh, I don't know. He sighed a really long and heavy sigh. Mary knew that Cyrus was scared about that this Peter guy would do and say. He would probably beat the crap and try to kill Cyrus for hurting his friend.

"Well, here goes nothing." Cyrus punches in the numbers.

New York:

The phone rang and rang. Janine looked up trying to find the ringing sound. She picked up the phone on her desk but nothing. She followed the ringing sound upstairs. When she found where it was coming from it had stopped. "Oh, well I guess I'll get it next time. I didn't know the guys got a cell phone." She said to herself. She went back to her desk and resumed reading her magazine. Peter's answering service took the call. "Uh, Mr. Peter this is Cyrus Spengler Egon's Uncle. I need to talk about Egon. Please call me when you get this message it's important. Thanks."

Ohio:

Cyrus went to the garage and fumble around. Trying to find that, cube-like object that created New Dimensions. Where did I put it? Hum... Now I remember. I put it in the suitcase when I got back from the scariest trip of my life. Now my nephew is in the same situation. I must get him out of there and fast. Now where did I put the suitcase? He walked around in the garage some. "That's it, in the closet." He tried to open the closet door but it was jammed shut. He reached for the hammer on the bench next to the door and pried the door open. "Ah..." he screamed, as a big pile of stuff fell on top of him.

After dusting himself off he went though the mess and found no suitcases. He looked up at the empty closet. There it is, on the top self. He kicked the mess out of the way so he could stand up. He grabbed the handle and pulled will all his might. The suitcase was really heavy, that he stumbled backwards almost falling over the mess he had made. He slung it on the workbench and opened it. He saw the glowing cube, which he had to shield his eyes from. I haven't used this in about 3 years. I hope it still works. Well, I guess it is the best try I have. I have to do something. I have lost my nephew and he is my responsibility.

Inside the house in the kitchen: Suzzy was on the phone with cops.

"The neighbors called us up reporting a disturbance. Is everything alright ma'am?" The officer asked in a pleasant voice.

"Yes, things over here are just fine. My husband and my son," she hated to lie but she had been doing it for years so these things came natural to her. "Got into a slight argument and things are now resolved."

"Should I send someone over to your house to make sure everything has been settled? We don't want any more things to go wrong."

"No thanks, I handled the situation myself. I know things are going to fine now."

"Alright, if we hear another complaint we will be sending some officers over."

"That won't be necessary."

"Ok, ma'am, you have a good day."

"You too sir." She hung up the phone as Cyrus came in the back door with the cube in his hands. He gave her a funny look.

"Who was that on the phone?" he asked even though he already had a clue. Suzzy cleared her throat.

"One of our nosey neighbors called the cops about the disturbance. I had to convince them not to come over here. I don't know if they will stay away for good though."

"It was an accident. I didn't do it on purpose."

"Well, I hope that those friends of Egon's don't call the cops and report him missing. The first place that they would tell the FBI is up here. I don't think that I could take all that stress." With saying that, she left the kitchen and headed for the den. Her husband followed her that way.

"They won't." a pause "We will have him back here in no time." Well, Cyrus hoped they would find a way.

"How do you plain to do that?" she sat down on the couch and noticed that he was carrying the cube. "Don't use it. It's too dangerous. Remember what happened last time?"

"Yes, I do." He looked down at his arm where a scare was still somewhat visible. "I remember too well. This is something that I must try though. I don't want to be

charged with the murder of my nephew, that I didn't commit."

"Well, I don't want too either." Suzzy's voice got louder.

He looked down at the glowing yellowish-green cube in his hands. He held it up. "This, may be the only way to get him back."

New York:

Peter and the guys got back from their bust.

"Janine, any calls?" Ray inquires as he looked at her desk full of papers.

"No, but there was one on the cell phone."

"Cell phone? We have a cell phone?" Winston responded.

"I guess, it's in your bunkroom. By the time that I found it, it had stopped ringing."

"Oh, the cell phone." Peter added as he jumped up the stairs taking them two at a time.

"I guess Peter got a cell phone when he went out the other day." Ray said as he went up the stairs following Peter. He didn't even knock on the door, he just walked on in. "So we now have a cell phone?"

"Yes, I got it just in case of an emergency."

"Yeah right, Pete… for your dates." Laughed Winston has entered the room with Janine.

"Something like that." Peter grinned. He went to his bedside table and took it out to show them. He put it in his pocket and went outside. He sat in his truck and punched in his codes for his answering service. "You have one new message." He played the message. What the? What happened to Egon? He feared the worst thing...Egon's death. I have to get over there now. He called Cyrus to see what really happened.

"Hello." came a calm voice. It was the same soft female's voice Peter heard when he called over there earlier in the morning.

"Yes, I'm looking for a Cyrus Spengler." He breathed heavily.

"I'll get him for you, Mr. Peter." Peter looked confused How did she know it was me? Am I that obvious?

"Mr. Peter. Hi, I'm Cyrus, Egon's Uncle."

"What happened to Egon? What did you do to him?" Questioned Peter in a frantic voice.

"Look it wasn't my fault."

"You killed him!"

"No, not exactly."

"Not exactly? What do you mean by that?" Peter was confused at what was going on.

"We were working in the lab on a dimensional portal." A pause of hesitation, "I left Egon to go get some lunch. When I was gone there was an explosion." Another pause, "Egon, may be in a new dimension. I don't know."

"He's where? A new dimension?"

"Well, there's no real way of knowing where exactly he is. I plan to go after him soon. "

"No I want too."

"I can't put your life in danger too son."

"Well, at least let me come over there to see what we are up against."

"Well, I can't wait long."

"I'll be on a plane in 20 minutes."

"I'll wait an hour in half then I'll leave."

"Thanks." Peter ran inside. "Ray, Winston!" he yelled as he looked around.

"They went out. Do you need something Dr. V?" Janine called.

"Uh, um. Just wanted to talk to them and see if one of them would drive me to the airport."

"Why don't you take the subway or even better a cab." Janine looked at him like he was crazy.

"Why didn't I think of that girl? Thanks."

"Well, duh."

"Anyway tell the guys I went to do something and will be back tomorrow. Oh, do you need anything before I go?"

"No thanks, Dr. Venkman. I think I'm fine." She smiled at him.

"Have a great day and see you soon."

Why was he in a hurry to leave too? Maybe to knock some sense into Egon and drag him back home. Janine wonder. She hoped that was the case. She was hopping that someone would talk to him. Peter took a taxi to the airport and flew to Ohio. He arrived within the hour. Great made it just in time. He finally located the Spengler lab. He was worried of what he might find there. He let out a sigh as he walked up to the door and knocked. Mary appeared and took his breath away. She looked almost like Janine but with black hair and no glasses. "Wow," he said as she stood looking at him.

"You must be Mr. Peter."

"Uh, huh. That's me."

"Come on in sir."

"Yes, I shall." Peter walked in after looking Mary up and down.

To be continued…………