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gone_byebyeFriday, March 23nd, 2007
Route 1-A
Ipswich, MA
Ray stepped out of the Seven-Eleven at last. "What's up, Winston?"
"Janine called," said the other Ghostbuster, holding out the Nextel phone. "Said there's a message for you back at the Firehouse. From the government."
"What, again?" Ray shook his head and punched in the numbers to dial up the Firehouse voice mail system. The connection was a little staticky, but he'd heard worse.
"Dr. Stantz? This is Jack Mulroe at the Federal Bureau of Prisons." Ray frowned a little, resettling the phone between his ear and his shoulder. "I don't expect you to know me, but after everything that we've been seeing in the news about the national paranormal survey I thought I should give you a heads-up. We've had an escape from Yankton Federal Prison Camp, one of our facilities in South Dakota, and... well, it doesn't look like anything that anybody at Yankton's ever seen, that's for sure. I'm waiting on permission from my superiors to make an official hiring request, but if it goes through, would the Ghostbusters be willing to investigate?" There was a pause. "The FBI agents who're checking the scene over look like they're going to have a nervous breakdown in a minute- anyway, you'll be hearing from us again soon..."
Ray shook his head and made a mental note of the conversation before clicking the phone shut and handing it back to Winston. "Prison escape in South Dakota," he said. "Possible paranormal involvement, not that he gave any details."
"Huh. What's there to escape to in South Dakota?" wondered Winston.
"No clue."
Route 1-A
Ipswich, MA
Ray stepped out of the Seven-Eleven at last. "What's up, Winston?"
"Janine called," said the other Ghostbuster, holding out the Nextel phone. "Said there's a message for you back at the Firehouse. From the government."
"What, again?" Ray shook his head and punched in the numbers to dial up the Firehouse voice mail system. The connection was a little staticky, but he'd heard worse.
"Dr. Stantz? This is Jack Mulroe at the Federal Bureau of Prisons." Ray frowned a little, resettling the phone between his ear and his shoulder. "I don't expect you to know me, but after everything that we've been seeing in the news about the national paranormal survey I thought I should give you a heads-up. We've had an escape from Yankton Federal Prison Camp, one of our facilities in South Dakota, and... well, it doesn't look like anything that anybody at Yankton's ever seen, that's for sure. I'm waiting on permission from my superiors to make an official hiring request, but if it goes through, would the Ghostbusters be willing to investigate?" There was a pause. "The FBI agents who're checking the scene over look like they're going to have a nervous breakdown in a minute- anyway, you'll be hearing from us again soon..."
Ray shook his head and made a mental note of the conversation before clicking the phone shut and handing it back to Winston. "Prison escape in South Dakota," he said. "Possible paranormal involvement, not that he gave any details."
"Huh. What's there to escape to in South Dakota?" wondered Winston.
"No clue."
