Three days later:

Peter was slammed against a red wall, as the ghost went after Ray. As Peter scrambled to his feet, he blasted at the purple ghost. It tangled the ghost for a moment however broke free like Superman in chains.

Ray was occupied with two ghosts who had him cornered.

Peter looked around. All of the furniture in the room had been either blasted to bits or had one of the Ghostbusters crash into it, which lat bits and pieces of wood all over the floor. Egon was nowhere to be seen.

The ecto-1 crashed through the double doors of the abandon building. Egon stuck his head out the window. "Come on!"

The ghosts, who were distracted by the crash, glanced at each other.

However, Ray and Peter didn't need to be told twice. They ran for the car, and hopped in.

Egon backed up out of the building and onto the street.

"What now genius?" asked Peter, leaning behind Egon's seat.

Egon was silent for a moment. "I think we should try a different approach." He said as he turned a corner.

"Like what? Talking to them?" asked Peter sarcastically.

"Precisely," said Egon pulling into the churches parking lot.

oXoXoXo

The young red headed priest cautiously walked out of his office. He quietly closed the door behind him, like a new parent trying not to wake their new born baby.

"Father McCoy, I'm sorry but there isn't very much time," said Egon standing next to the priest. "We need Charlotte."

McCoy jumped at the sound of Egon's voice. He almost dropped the brown package he was holding. "I'm sorry but I have a…meeting to go to."

"This is very urgent," said Ray, coming up behind Egon.

Father McCoy looked at his watch. "They should be in the library. Down the hall and down the stairs. Now please I have to go." He hurried down the hall and toward the front doors. Peter almost ran into him, coming back from parking the ecto-1.

"He seemed to be in a hurry" said Peter who was standing next to Ray. "Catholic's can't drive."

"No time for that now," said Ray as he followed Egon down the hall. Peter groaned and followed his friends.

oXoXoXo

Charlotte picked up a copy of "Charlotte's Web." Her favorite book. She flipped to the title page. She frowned at what she saw.

Someone had write "FREAK" in big letters over Charlotte's name. She angrily put the book back in it place on the shelf.

Turned to another shelf, she noticed the door. Raising an eyebrow at the Ghostbusters, who were talking to Ms. Eleanor, she grimaced at the sight of Peter. She never liked people who were so strait forward; however she did respect his confidence.

Egon was as boring as a plank with a poorly drawn face on it. However he was very smart. She did admire that. Ray. He was so…friendly. And not a show off like Peter was. But she had this strange feeling that she had seen him before. Or maybe he reminded her of someone.

Charlotte was too deep in thought to notice Ray had been trying to get her attention. Until someone threw a text book at the back over head. But it never hit her. The book stopped in mid-air. She slowly turned around. Charlotte frowned and the book hit the person who threw it in the face.

"Charlotte! Get over here now!" yelled Eleanor from across the room. The whole library was looking at her. Even the books it seemed.

She quickly walked over to the four adults. But she didn't stop in front of Eleanor. She stopped in front of Ray. "Yes?" She asked.

"We'll explain in the car," said Egon, gently guiding her down the hall.

"You wait here," said Egon to Eleanor. She nodded and turned on the radio.

Ray, Egon, Peter and Charlotte walked up the stone steps of the abandon bank, which was six blocks from the church.

The two double doors were hanging on their hinges. Charlotte raised a questioning eyebrow at Ray who simply shrugged.

Their footsteps echoed in the empty room. It was too dark to tell any real details but Charlotte was sure the room was red.

"Peter, Charlotte, you two take that way," instructed Egon pointing to the left. "Ray your with me."

"Why do I have to go with ghost girl?" asked Peter.

"Because you're so good with kids," said Ray walking the other direction.

Peter grumbled as he turned on his flashlight. Charlotte could make out only two words. "Ghost" and "magnet." She had no idea what he was talking about.

"Come on," he said as he walked in the direction Egon had told him to go to.

They walked in silence until they reached a tall wooden door. Peter twisted the brass knob and motioned Charlotte to go. "Ladies first."

Charlotte rolled her eyes and walked into the dark room. Peter followed her.

"Hey!" shouted Charlotte.

Peter jumped in surprise. "Would you please-"

"Quiet," commanded Charlotte as she stepped forward.

"You can hear us?" asked an echoed voice.

"Yes," said Charlotte. "You guys are going to see a light. I suggest you go into it. Or face what these guys are going to do to you."

"But we kind of like it here," said the voice.

"No, you need to go or else these guys are going to put you in a box."

"But it's kind of fun-", began the voice.

"No. You need to go," said Charlotte.

"Fine. Bye," said the voice.

"Why are you still here?" asked Charlotte, aggravation growing in her voice.

"I don't want to-", began a different voice.

"No. Bye."

"Bye," said the voice as it faded.

Charlotte's eyes rolled into the back of head. She stayed in that position for twenty seconds. Her eyes rolled back. She turned to Peter. "I want a cheeseburger, chocolate milk shake, and chili fries," said Charlotte.

"What?" asked Peter.

"I want a cheeseburger-" began Charlotte again.

"No, I mean why?" asked Peter.

"This stuff kind of drains me," she explained.

"Fine," said Peter.

"I don't want any kind of chili fries," said Charlotte. "I want to go to Ricks."

"Ricks!" exclaimed Peter. "That forty miles away!"

"I could bring them back," said Charlotte. "Harold? Do you want to come back?"

"Could I?" asked the fist voice.

"Fine!" shouted Peter, giving in.

"No!" shouted Charlotte. The corners of her lips curved upward as she followed Peter out the door.