Ghostbusters The Video Game Page #13

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Peter Venkman "Ray..."

Ray Stantz "Well I know what not to do."

Winston Zeddemore "Party's over, folks! Clear the room!

Ray, you stay in the back."

Ray Stantz "Hurts, doesn't it? Let it all out."

Walter Peck "I'll see you all on Rikers Island for this!"

Peter Venkman "Whoa take a break! Do you ever shut up?"

Winston Zeddemore "They're attacking the guests!"

The Chairman grabs Ilyssa.

Ray Stantz "All right, you guys go after Ilyssa!

Be careful. I'll get to Security."

Peter Venkman "I love this plan!"

Ray Stantz "I'll man the security cameras to

triangulate them on the monitors and talk you through."

Winston Zeddemore "See you soon, Ray. Let's go, guys."

Ray Stantz "See you soon, guys. Dr. Rutherford?

If you'll show me to security?"

Ilyssa Selwyn "Venkman! Get me down from here!"

Peter Venkman "That's our cue."

Winston Zeddemore "I don't think that

guy is planning to be nice to her!

It's a mannequin ambush!

Don't bother trying to capture them!

Just blast 'em down to nothing!

Catch up to them!"

Peter Venkman "That was nowhere near fatal.

Let's make some noise."

Winston Zeddemore "Hurry up! Before they get away!

Take it to the bridge!"

Ray Stantz on radio "Did Winston just say, 'Take it to

the bridge'? What are you guys doing down there?"

Winston Zeddemore "Fewer funny jokes,

more getting to the security cameras, please, Ray."

Ilyssa Selwyn "Peter!

Oh my god!"

Winston Zeddemore "Ah, he got away!

Get to the Temple! The glowing one!

Ray, can you see where they went?"

Ray Stantz on radio "We haven't reached

the security office yet! This place is really hopping!"

Winston Zeddemore "Yeah, that's a big 10-4."

Peter Venkman "Hittite.

Menonite.

Phoenician.

Babylonian.

Assyrian."

Winston Zeddemore "Mesopotamian."

Peter Venkman "Sumerian."

Winston Zeddemore "Ahh, he's making it all up."

Peter Venkman "Just one of those things. Ah, you pick

this stuff up. You know, around the office."

Ray Stantz on radio "Peter, come in."

Peter Venkman "Hi, honey. How was your day?"

Ray Stantz on radio "Men, we reached the security office.

This one is in shambles! It's been sabotaged. Black slime

all over the place. Only a few cameras are still working."

Peter Venkman "When you're free, no rush, open

gate 3487. Just for kicks."

Ray Stantz on radio "Give me a minute."

Gate 3487 opens. A woman's laughter heard over radio.

Ray Stantz on radio "Whoa! We're under attack!

We'll get back to you!"

Winston Zeddemore "Ray, stay away from any possess..."

Ray Stantz on radio "Kazza gorba smotz chorzig glump!!

Froga! Froga!"

Winston Zeddemore "Um, Dr. Rutherford? If you're still

there, can you go catch Dr. Stantz, please?"

Ray Stantz on radio "Okay, I shook off that possessor.

Found a different security room. Can't find Dr. Rutherford,

though. I must've scared him off."

Winston Zeddemore "You're not pretty when

you're possessed, Ray. Seriously."

Ray Stantz on radio "I've got you on the cameras.

You should be coming to the Civil War exhibit.

Ilyssa just passed through there."

Winston Zeddemore "Okay, we're on it. Thanks.

You know the difference between this exhibit and the other ones?

The soldiers in this one have guns.

Let's just pass through here as quick as we can, and...

Yeah, I didn't really think we could do it, either.

I was just thinking happy thoughts, is all."

Confederate and Union Ghosts manifest and blast up the exhibit.

Peter Venkman "Huh."

Ray Stantz on radio "I'm getting heavy interference

on the monitors. Are you guys in trouble?"

Winston Zeddemore "Couldn't have been the American

Revolutionary War, could it? Or the War of the Roses.

Even the War on Drugs. It just had to be this one.

Maybe they're just props, but those barrels are marked 'explosive'!

Wish this trap had a window; it'd be just

like a little Vicksburg snow globe.

Let's see you guys fight it

out inside that tiny little trap."

Peter Venkman "Yep. They took some casualties."

Loading screen...

Ray Stantz "We made it to the security office.

I can see you guys on the cameras. No sign of

Ilyssa or her kidnappers though.

In the early 1900s, the museum was run by a board of trustees.

Powerful guys, tycoons, captain's of industry. The chairman of

the board was Cornelius Wellsley of International Steel.

The board used the museum as a respectable front for all kinds

of dubious activities. Mainly though, they were part of a club

run by our favorite evil architect.

They hired women from the St. Nicholas Rehabilitation Mission

for Wayward Angels. Rumor has it, the board conducted all kinds

of nasty rituals using these women."

Team looks at two portraits, one of the

Board of Trustees and one of Ivo Shandor.

Winston Zeddemore "We've gotta find that

oozing tub of blubber! And Ilyssa!

Well, here we are. The Egypt exhibit. I practically

lived here while I was working on my doctorate!

There was less black slime then.

Hey folks, it's okay! Be calm. Everything's under control!"

Bystanders "It's the Ghostbusters!

Ghost!

Get away! Get away!"

Door slams on trio.

Peter Venkman "Watch it now."

Winston Zeddemore "Yeah, of course. The trap locks us

in with the ghosts. Wouldn't it be nice to get locked

out every now and then?"

Peter Venkman "Get your head down."

Winston Zeddemore "Hey Ray, how do we get out of the

Egypt exhibit? The main door is blocked up tight."

Ray Stantz on radio "The Egyptian main room? Check

the West wall. There should be a door leading through

to the next exhibit."

Winston Zeddemore "I'm looking right at the

West Wall, and I don't see a door."

Ray Stantz on radio "Well, I'm looking

right at the blueprints, and uh...

Oh, I get it. Clever. The ghosts used their own

dimensionally anomalous signatures to slightly

wrinkle the time-space continuum. The door is still there.

What you're seeing is a fold in reality.

The ghosts removed the door from this plane of existence."

Winston Zeddemore "All I'm seeing in the paragoggles

is a kind of glowing, purple aura. No door."

Ray Stantz on radio "Well, this is an educated guess,

but since the ghosts are gone their influence is fading.

The anomaly should straighten itself out. Few hours, probably."

Winston Zeddemore "A few hours? But I gotta...go."

Ray Stantz on radio "Wish I could help ya, Z.

But any analysis at this point is strictly theoretical."

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