[LN] Who Ya Gonna Call?

[gonebyebye]

None of this made any sense. True, as a Ghostbuster, Ray was used to things not making a lot of sense, they always did when the paranormal got involved, but this took the cake. One moment he was at the firehouse, getting equipped for another day on the job, the next he was in the middle of what looked like Chicago. Not only that, but people were passing through him like he wasn't even there.

Ray didn't feel dead. Of course, he didn't really know what feeling dead was like. Still, he wasn't obeying any normal rule of being a ghost. He was, again, in Chicago, rather than in the place he'd last been in or a place he had attachment to. He could pass through people, but not walls. He certainly couldn't hover or fly. Ray supposed he could chalk some of the issues up to being an extremely weak ghost, but the PKE readings he'd taken of himself were way too high for that to be the case.

So, after adjusting the PKE meter to ignore the wavelength he was putting out, he set off to track down the source of the phenomena. After many blocks, carrying the proton pack was starting to tire him out, which was another mark against him being a ghost. He rested against a streetlight, breathing a little heavily.

"This would be SO much easier if I had the Ectomobile." He reflected, and, as if it had just been waiting for him to call, the vehicle in question faded into existence in the parking space beside him.

"Today," Ray said, voice tinged slightly with awe, "Just keeps getting weirder and weirder."

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[coolcoolcool]

"Cool. Cool cool cool." Very cool. "Start heading north. I can give you directions to the Pole. If any fearlings come after us I can use a magic snowglobe to create a dimensional vortex to get us there faster but those are hard to make without Santa so we're only supposed to use them in emergencies. We should be fine as long as we keep moving." Also he just wanted the bragging rights of riding in the Ectomobile. And he wanted a chance to pick at Ray's brain. And also Ray might want to pick his brain about the world they were in.

[gonebyebye]

"Can do." Ray replied, gleefully flying the car northward.

"So...this Kuk. You said he's a Class 7. My experience is they usually have subordinates. The fearlings you mentioned qualify, but are they the only ones?"

[coolcoolcool]

"That's the bad part. Kuk has his own otherdimensional equivalents of The Keymaster and the Gatekeeper - evil myths have been getting pulled into this world, too, and he recruits some of them. Most of them fictional to the people of this world like us. So far people have IDed Miss Trunchbull from the Roald Dahl book Matilda (and/or movie), Bloody Mary - native to this world but she's been freed from the mirror dimension she was in, the Ringwraiths from Lord of the Rings, and Benedict from the movie Last Action Hero - who's dangerously genre-savvy." That was past Ray's time so he figured he ought to explain. "Last Action Hero is an action movie starring Arnold Schwarzenegger that came after your time, if it exists in your world at all. It's terrible. It's about a boy who goes into his favorite series of action movies using a magic movie ticket given to him by the mysterious movie theater owner. Benedict is a villainous henchman in the movie that realizes he's in a movie, kills the main villain, and concocts a plan to go to the real world and steal the magical movie ticket so he can recruit horror movie villains to do his bidding. He seems to be one of Kuk's most trusted henchman and he's almost killed a few of us." He was good enough that he almost killed Abed himself with that parasite creature when he first arrived and almost killed two of the turtles. "We've also already had an incident of a horror video game coming to life and imposing itself on reality. The villains in it almost forced one of the kids in our group to murder his twin sister via ghostly possession as part of a dark sacrificial ritual. Not cool."