great, now we're loons.

As the five of them were put into a psychiatric hospital against their will, Silvia thought things couldn't possibly get worse. Well, she was wrong, because they were put into straight jackets because of how much they were fussing. Egons hair had dried from their slime swim, so it got all puffy on the top, which Silvia thought was cute as hell. Focus on getting out of here first, Silvia. Chill out.

A doctor walked into the room where the five of them sat at a table together, sitting at the other end of the table.

"As I explained before, we think the spirit of a seventeenth-century Moldavian tyrant is alive and well in a painting at the Manhattan museum of art," Ray said, his voice very monotone because of how sick he was of this bullshit.

"Uh-huh. And are there any other paintings in the museum with bad spirits in them?" The doctor asked.

"You're wasting valuable time. He's drawing strength from a psycho-magnatheric slime flow that's been collecting under the city." Egon said.

"Yes, tell me about the slime."

"It's very potent stuff. We made a toaster dance with it!" Silvia chimed in, very frustrated and tiredly if I might add. "And a bathtub tried to eat his friend's baby."

"Don't look at me, I think these people are completely nuts," Peter said, sitting up from keeping his head down on the table.

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"And then he took the baby and then the carriage and he levitated away!" Louis explained to them frantically after the Ghostbusters were released from the psychiatric ward. The mayor's assistant had put them there without the mayor knowing, so that dude got fired and now they were going to go battle an evil Carpathian with a watermelon for a head.

"What did Dana do? Where did she go?" Peter asked.

"She said she was going to the museum to get the baby back, and then there was an eclipse and the whole town went dark and everybody's nuts!" Louis said.

"See, it all fits. Vigo wants in on the twenty-first century, he needs a human body to inhabit. Little Oscar must be it!" Silvia said.

"I bet we're the only ones who can do anything, right?" Winston asked.

"You bet we are!" Ray said. They were driven back to headquarters where they all piled back into the Ecto-1A, gear, and equipment ready and all.

"Is there any food in here?" Silvia asked.

"Uh, there's some beef jerky up here," Winston said as he handed it to her from the front seat. Silvia snatched it and ate it quickly, she needed some type of fuel before the big battle. Winston continues to look for more food; he opened the glove box and low and behold, there were Twinkies. Two Twinkies, to be precise. Winston hands them to her, and Silvia's hands one of the sweet treats to her boyfriend. Egon unwraps the treat, cheer-sing it to Silvia's before munching on it.

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They arrive in front of the museum, which was covered in pink slime. They all put on their proton packs as a large crowd of people surrounded the building, police, and barriers being the only thing keeping them all back.

"It looks like a giant Jell-O mold," Ray said.

"I hate Jell-O," Winston commented.

"C'mon, there's always room for Jell-O," Peter said. Silvia studied it as the slime slowly moved around, making gurgling noises. The five of them walked closer to the museum and stood in a line, preparing for battle.

"Pull 'em," Ray said, everyone, pulling out their particle throwers. "Let's cook!" The ghostly group of five fired their streams, aiming them at the doors of the museum that were covered in slime. Unfortunately, the power of the streams didn't work, which led the disappointed crowd to start booing at them. Give us a break guys, jeez.

"That slime wall is pulsing with evil. It would take a tremendous amount of positive energy to crack that shell and I seriously doubt that there's enough goodwill left in this town to do it." Egon said.

"That's New York for you," Silvia added, defeated.

"I just can't believe things have gotten so bad in this city that there's no way back! I mean sure, it's dirty, it's polluted, it's noisy and there are people all around who'd just as soon step on your face as look at you. But come on, there's gotta be a few sparks of sweet humanity left in this burned-out burg. We just have to figure out a way to mobilize it."

"He's right. We need something everyone in this town can get behind, we need..." Egons voice trailed off as he averted his eyes from the gang down to the ground. "A symbol."

"Something that appeals to the best in every one of us," Silvia said as her face lit up.

"Something good."

"Something decent."

"Something pure."

Egon pointed to the Statue of Liberty on the license plate of the Ecto-1A.

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The five stood in front of the Statue of Liberty, Silvia in awe of how tall she was.

"Kind of makes you wonder doesn't it?" Peter asked.

"Wonder what?" Egon asked.

"Whether she's naked under that toga," Peter said; Egon gave him a look. "She's French. You know that." And with that, they all started going up the stairs inside the Statue of Liberty, then setting up cords for a speaker that connected to a Walkman that had some songs on it.

"Ready with the speakers, Ray. Slime blowers ready?" Egon asked Ray.

"Audio and electrics set!" Silvia called out to Egon.

"Slime blower primed and set!" Winston shouted.

"Winston, is our slime in a good mood tonight?" Peter asked him.

"I hope so. She's a lot bigger than a toaster." Winston replied.

"All yours, Venkman," Egon said, handing him a microphone. Oh no.

"Let's frost it," Winston said to Ray and Silvia.

"It's slime time." Silvia smiled as they cheers-ed their slime blowers together before spraying the slime everywhere on the inside of Lady Liberty. These are the machines Egon had been working on, he just didn't want to reveal them yet. Sneaky little scientist. After they were done, they all stood inside Lady Liberty's crown and waited. Egon had made a remote control for it out of a Nintendo controller, which made Silvia a little sad because she was beating the crap out of Peter in Mario.

"Alright it's getting late, it's almost midnight. Let's go Venkman." Egon said to him.

"Here's something of the request line from Liberty Island! We gotta squeeze some New Year's juice from you, Big Apple!" Peter said. Silvia pressed play on the Walkman, 'Higher and Higher' by Bobby Brown playing again. Egon looked at Silvia and smiled, grabbing her hand and then holding it tight.

"Nervous?" Silvia asked him.

"Me? Never." Egon said.

"What? You don't like heights anymore? I thought you loved them." Silvia said.

"Ever since we almost got sent off of Manhattan High Rise apartment complex by a Sumerian god/goddess, I haven't liked them," Egon explained.

"That's reasonable," Silvia said.

Suddenly, Silvia felt Ms. Liberty move a little, then they all heard something explode. Lady Liberty's torch exploded so it had a real flame. Her foot picked up off the ground, then took one small step at a time. As Lady Liberty walked a little faster, she went into the water and walked towards New York.

"Wow..." Silvia said in astonishment.

"What is it?" Egon asked.

"From here, New York at night looks so beautiful. I wish it wasn't so polluted so we could see the actual stars though." Silvia says.

"Man I can't wait to see people's faces when we come onshore!" Ray said excitedly. "This should get the city's positive energy flowing, huh Venky?"

"Keep kickin', Libby. You make this work we'll pop for a weekend in Vegas with the Jolly Green Giant." Peter said. After a while, once Lady Liberty came ashore and started walking in the direction of the museum, everyone was cheering excitedly and jumping up and down. The five encouraged the crowd to sing along with the song as well so it could boost more positive energy, but it didn't work that well because of how loud everyone was shouting.

"We're running out of time, Ray," Egon said.

"Can't you go any faster??" Peter asked.

"I'm afraid the vibrations will shake her to pieces! You should have padded her feet." Ray said to Egon.

"I don't think they make Nike's in her size, Ray." Egon quipped.

"Don't worry, she's tough. She's a harbor chick!" Peter shouted, and as he said that, Lady Liberty stepped on a police car, smushing it flat as a pancake.

"Sorry! My fault!!" Ray apologized and Egon waved to the people.

"I hope this job will be a little lighter on us. The 1984 attack of Mr. Stay Puft wore me out so hard I slept in my bed for a whole day." Silvia complained.

"And by slept in your bed, you mean you fell asleep in my laboratory around dangerous chemicals?" Egon asked, raising his eyebrows.

"I was worn out, I don't know how you get so little sleep yet you are always so awake," Silvia said.

"This marvelous thing called caffeine, it can be found in coffee or energy drinks," Egon said sarcastically. And with that, they continued to walk Lady Liberty to the museum where Dana and baby Oscar were currently being held hostage.

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