When Danny woke up again, he didn't have any problems remembering what had happened. He groaned, rubbing his sore neck and sat up. Wait, he was able to move? All the metal cuffs that had been holding him down before were now gone. He looked around, finding himself in what appeared to be a glass box. Pass the glass were even more boxes like his, lining up one after another. Most of the boxes held a ghost, but he didn't recognize any of them. Pacing out side the boxes was large, metal creatures that screeched with every step, like the ones he had spotted earlier.
It suddenly struck him that there were no ghosts outside of the boxes, not even humans. Speaking of which, what was a human like Trumins doing with a giant facility in the Ghost Zone? Was he with the government or something? It didn't make any sense. He groaned again, instinctively pulling at the metal band circling his neck.
"Please, don't mess with that." Said a voice behind him. "It'll cause more pain." He whirled around to see a woman wearing a white lab coat and holding a clipboard, mousy brown hair tied up in a bun.
"Where am I? Who are you people?" he asked, slamming into the glass in an attempt to break it, but it didn't give.
"Maximum Security Specimen 92438 is reentering cell 346. All other specimens must be contained." He didn't understand anything she just said, so it was a surprise when a red beam of light shot out of nowhere and wrapped him so tight he couldn't move. Glancing around showed that the others were getting similar treatment, though many didn't struggle nearly as much as he did. His struggling only got him another shock, forcing him to his knees.
"All specimens contained." he heard the woman say. "Proceed with transfer sequence." Danny looked up just as red lights began flashing all around the room. At the farthest end of the room, a giant steel door slowly slid up, revealing the ghost responsible for the sudden heightened security.
Danny gasped.
