-- ectoBiologist [EB] began pestering entranceway 28 --

[hamburellakind]

[John looks a little distressed. His skin is pale and his smile isn't quite right. He kind of looks like he's seen a ghost, actually.]

Hey guys! Um. I'm gonna go ghost hunting on the third floor! Man, maybe I should see if I can get a Ghostbusters costume from a closet.

[A disembodied shriek echoes down the empty halls behind him. John's hair might actually be standing on end.]

So. Yeah! If anyone wants to come help out or anything...yup!

[Okay, so he hasn't seen a ghost yet.]

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[learnedsomething]

[Kyle is bored and lonely. So bored and lonely, in fact, that he's not even up to worrying about if people might be Melvins and thus get him ostracised should his friends back home ever found out that he hung out with them.]

Can I come? I'll grab a Ghostbusters costume too.

[Plus, dressing up is fun.]

[hamburellakind]

[John grins into the camera.]

You are my new, uh. Sixth or seventh best friend.

[learnedsomething]

Oh. Wow. Thanks, dude!

[Kyle is still astonished by how easy it is to make friends here.]

Which room are you in? I'll be there in a few minutes.

[hamburellakind]

[John giggles and gives him the room number. When Kyle shows up, John's already in his TOTALLY AWESOME costume.]

[learnedsomething]

[Kyle arrives shortly, dressed in his own ghostbusting uniform. There's a "ghost vacuum thing" slung on his back. Whether or not it'll actually work is another matter. He's also wearing night vision goggles because he can.]

Ready to hunt some ghosts?

[hamburellakind]

Hell yes!

[John giggles some more and leads the way down the hall. Towards the screaming. Hmm, maybe this isn't the best idea.]

I'm John, by the way. What's your name?

[learnedsomething]

Kyle.

[Kyle's getting more curious about the deteriorating state of their surroundings than the potential for ghosts. What had started out as a sterile corridor was rapidly becoming very survival-horror style. He suddenly stops outside a particularly bloody room.]

Shit. I can see why the ghosts would be pissed. It looks more like a torture chamber than a hospital.

[Action]

[urnewkingbitch]

[All Dave sees is a distressed John and hears which floor he's on. He's so there behind him like a ninja.]

I'll skip the dorky costume, thanks.

[hamburellakind]

[John flies headfirst into the nearest wall, clinging to it like a spider before he cranes his neck back to see...]

Wow. Fuck you, Dave. This is serious ghost busting business, here.

[urnewkingbitch]

[Dave has to try really hard to not laugh or even smile at that.]

Totally serious. So serious, you about crawled outta your goddamn skin at how serious it is.

[hamburellakind]

You are making a mockery of this institution.

[Pause.]

But you're good slime bait so come on.

[urnewkingbitch]

There is no institution, there's only Zuul. So suck it up, bitch.

How do you figure that? [He'll follow along, though. Dave has joined the party!]

[hamburellakind]

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You're a skeptic. That's just how it works.

[urnewkingbitch]

I don't believe you.

[Pause.]

So, do you need me to hold your hand while we traverse the great, terrifyin' unknown?

[Video]

[dashboardlite]

[WHO YA GONNA CALL?

Guess whose business it is to hunt ghosts? Guess who's had that uncanny feeling of being hunted himself? This guy.

It's a little weird to try and get back into the groove after so long, but Dean isn't especially bothered. Not when there are people who might need help dealing with the stuff he specializes in.]

I don't think you can get any old unlicensed nuclear accelerator from the closets, kid.

[hamburellakind]

It looks pretty legit, actually.

[John holds up his proton pack, shrugging a little.]

[dashboardlite]

You hit any slimers or see any ectoplasm yet?

[He's not being sarcastic, either. Totally friggin' serious right here, man.]

Or find a cold spot?

[hamburellakind]

[He's shivering, does that count?]

Just hearing a lot of screaming, mostly.

[dashboardlite]

[Yes. Yes, it does.]

...that ain't exactly reassuring. Get some salt, they're not gonna like it if you hit 'em where it hurts.

[eatsyourscience]

...Are you sure that's a good idea?

[hamburellakind]

It's. An awesome idea.

[eatsyourscience]

You look kind of scared.

[hamburellakind]

[Something screams in the distance. John's eyes go round.]

I don't know what you're talking about.

[eatsyourscience]

Are you sure?

[hamburellakind]

I am not.

[He clutches his Ghostbusters gun to his chest.]

I should've brought a hammer.