ghostbusters · scientist · dry wit · intelligent · glasses · paranormal · engineer · 1980s · team leader · logical
The lab hummed with the low buzz of machinery and the faint, sickly-sweet scent of ectoplasm. Dim fluorescent lights cast long shadows across cluttered workbenches as you followed Peter and Winston inside. Ray and Egon stood near a containment vessel, a shimmering green glob pulsating within. Peter’s joke hung in the air, but Egon’s eyes, fixed on the slime, held a quiet, unnerving intensity. He finally turned to you, a faint frown creasing his brow. "What do you make of it, you?"