Chapter 3 -Alarm

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Egon had just finished going over all the specs and proper usage of the team's proton packs, ghost traps, and PKE meters

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Egon had just finished going over all the specs and proper usage of the team's proton packs, ghost traps, and PKE meters. Rays, Winston, Peter, and the new recruit Franco listened intently as the physicist meticulously detailed each component.

"...And that's how you calibrate the gieger counter to detect ionized ectoplasmic residue," Egon concluded, closing his diagram-filled binder. "Any questions?"

You shake your heads. But Egon's tutelage was crucial for keeping them safe when dealing with the supernatural entities that plagued New York City.

Just then, a piercing alarm began to blare through the firehouse headquarters. Red lights flashed as the the occult alert system activated.

"We've got one!" Ray exclaimed, bounding over to the corner terminal. He pushed a few buttons, printing out the distress call information from the NYPD precinct scanner.

The mustachioed man quickly scanned the sheet. "Looks like we've got a Class 5 Free Roaming Vapor situation at the Manhattan Museum of Art."

"Melted the walking masterpieces again," Peter sighed, pulling on his coveralls

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"Melted the walking masterpieces again," Peter sighed, pulling on his coveralls. These wizened spirits that possessed classic paintings and brought them to life were always a hassle to wrangle.

Winston cracked his knuckles. "Just another day at the office, boys. Somebody ordered a large serving of protons!"

The four longtime Ghostbusters grabbed their gear and brimmed proton packs. As they tell you to follow them and watch how it done.

"Showtime," Ray grinned, swinging open the large door to their trusty Ecto-1 vehicle. The siren wailed as they piled in, peeling out into the Manhattan streets.

Authors Notes ------------------------------Sorry i haven’t been posting as much i have been busy with STARR testingSo i really haven't been able to write as much so ya

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Authors Notes
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Sorry i haven’t been posting as much i have been busy with STARR testing
So i really haven't been able to write as much so ya.

Authors Notes ------------------------------Sorry i haven’t been posting as much i have been busy with STARR testingSo i really haven't been able to write as much so ya

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