Chapter 1
Written by Matthew Sinn A.K.A. Sinbad the Mountain
My name is John Eagle A.K.A. Metal Cowboy. A time travelling superhero, but also member of Time Police. A special law enforcement from the faraway future. Who prevent criminals from changing things within history for the worst. But also the leader of a superhero team known as Time Force. Who were currently within New York City, 2027. Currently making our way towards this well known hotel building. Where there had been apparently strange activity going on inside of the building. With hotel guests reporting things such as beds floating off the floor, sinks switching on by themselves. Causing the bathrooms to flood and even the sightings of a mysterious ghostly woman. Who looked like one of those classic bed sheet ghosts.
Who's been terrifying everyone here for the last couple of days. That recently caused three of the hotel guests to mysteriously disappear. Along with one of the cleaning maids as well. Causing my team to investigate immediately. As Mystic Lady, Captain Trident, Phantom of Mist, Electric King and myself had arrived at the hotel only a few minutes ago. Where we were all standing within the lobby, speaking to the hotel manager. Who was this 44 year old worried man, standing at 5'7, thick grey and black hair, with this short grey moustache and dark blue colour eyes speaking. Thank you very much for coming. For I wasn't sure who else to call. Especially with what happened. With me replying back. Rest assure you. That we're here to help, but also need to know. Why you believe you'r guests and staff member.
Have been....abducted by this....spirit? Facing us while dress within fancy clothing he respond. You see....about last year during October. Someone had this painting of what seemed to be a ghost delivered to the hotel. With none of us having any ideas onto who send it or why. Which was the image of this ghost standing within this field covered within fog. Who didn't really know what to do with it. Except use it as a harmless decoration. Which went really well....until the very next month. When we began getting reports of bathrooms mysterious flooding themselves. A then strange cold chills within the guest rooms as well. Seeing where this was going I asked him. Where is this painting now? He told us. We're keeping it within a broom closet, here on the main floor. Since we didn't really know where to keep it.
Understanding this I noticed Mystic Lady seemed to be looking a little unwell as I asked her. What's the matter? She told us. I'm getting this....strong sense of magic. Coming from somewhere close to here. Figuring that it was the supposed haunted painting. Phantom of Mist spoke here. Then we better grab it and get it somewhere faraway from here. Until we're able to figure out what to do with it. Fully agreeing with him I spoke. Would you please lead us to the closet? The manager agreed and lead the way here. Which was only a short walk past the lobby desk towards the left side. Where he used his set of keys to unlock the broom closet and then showed us the painting. With me grabbing it and then carefully pulled it out. To avoid angering whatever spirit was haunting this thing. With Mystic Lady looking really worried as she spoke here. There is something haunting this painting. A whatever it is, it's very powerful.
Not liking this I quickly spoke to the manager. We'll get this thing out of here right away. A shall make sure to find out what happened to everyone who've disappeared. This made him slightly happy as we began heading towards the lobby front doorway as planned. When we saw these three strangely dressed men and a young woman walking into the building. Dressed within these grey jump suits, while carrying some sort of strange equipment on their backs and also looking confused here. One of the men being 27 years old, standing at 5'8, thick dark brown hair, smooth handsome face and light green colour eyes began speaking to us in confusion. Sorry we're late Mr. Manager. But we're her for the painting that these Comic Book Fans seemed to be carrying. With me quickly confused as I spoke. A who are you four supposed to be? He told us. We're the Ghostbusters. A you are carrying something that we're supposed to be examining. As the woman being a year younger than him, having long blond hair, soft light blue colour eyes, large body and wielding some sort of weird looking device.
Started making this loud beeping noise while flashing these little red lights as she quickly spoke here with a concerned expression. Looks like we're dealing with something big here. A I do mean big. With the mysterious brown hair man now speaking. Listen....I don't know who you all are. But we're here to retrieve this painting. So if you would kindly step aside. That would be really appreciated. With me responding back. While we do appreciate you'r concerns. We're trained professionals. Who knows what we're doing. So you don't mind, we'll be leaving now. As the large woman quickly cut me off while speaking. While we don't know who you all are. I'm also telling you that leaving here with that painting is a very bad idea. For our Spirit Detector is detecting a possible Class 9 Spectre coming from that painting you'r holding. Who would strongly advise you. To slowly set it down on the floor and step far back.
Hearing this Captain Trident now spoke. We're Time Force and we've handled all sorts of strange things. Who aren't worried some Spectre. A must get going here, before this....Spectre as you claim. Decides to go and cause some big trouble in here. Which made one of the other men being 29 years old, standing at 5'7, somewhat buff body, African-American, bald head and dark green colour eyes speak in this firm voice. We're trained professionals at dealing with paranormal activity. Who would advise you to step back from that painting and to let us handle this. With this argument quickly breaking out between our two groups here.Which made the hotel manager begin speaking. Please....can we not do this in the middle of the lobby.
For many of our hotels guests are watching and getting worried here as well. Yet we were still arguing here when we all suddenly felt this really cold chill run through the air here. Which send a major chill down all our backs here. As all of our attention turned towards the painting here, as what looked like fog. Began coming out of the painting itself. Which we knew straight away was a bad sign. As the Ghostbusters here suddenly drew out what we assumed was some kind of weapons from their backs with the brown hair mystery man speaking. You all need to stand way....back. For it looks like you've caused this Spectre to stir up and ready to cause trouble. With me quickly aiming my laser pistols at them while replying. Us?! You'r the ones aiming you'r strange weapons at my team and I.
With things quickly getting worse as what had to be the Spectre flying out of the painting itself as the fog filled the entire hotel lobby. Which floated there a couple of feet off the floor and floated there silently. Looking down at us before letting out this massive amount of fog from the painting. Making it really hard for us to see anything in here. As I stood here while feeling worried as I began hearing these strange noises before seeing what looked like lasers firing at the Spectre. Which began dodging as these Ghostbusters were starting to damage the ceiling. But also putting a lot of innocent people here within serious danger as I began shouting. Cease fire! Before you seriously hurt someone! With the brown hair man shouting. Not until we catch this Spectre!
Which I knew was bad as I quickly saw more ghosts resembling the first one suddenly appear from thin air. Which began floating all over the place. Causing these Ghostbusters to now shoot everywhere as one of them came close to hitting me. Even after telling me to duck. Who knew this was clearly getting out of hand as I told my team. Who was very sure that they were still close by while giving my orders. Stop the Ghostbusters. Hearing this they acted quickly and got into a struggle with these supposed ghost catchers. As the ghosts kept flying around and wasn't long. Before we all heard this loud suction noise. Which pulled all the fog in, along with all the spectres. Including us plus the Ghostbusters directly into the painting itself. As we've landed within this vast open grassy field. Covered by the same fog we couldn't see through either.
