All right, the car from Ghostbusters! You are so there. You point it out to the porcine law official, and he gives you the keys. You hop in and speed out of the impound lot, turning on the siren just as the back bumper scrapes against the driveway.

"Eeeeeeeeeerrrrr, eeeeeeeerrrrrr, eeeeeeeeeerrrrrrrrr."

Ah, that takes you back. Back to a simpler time, when scientists could be goofy and charismatic, and at the same time be masters in their field, using their vast intellects to imprison the spirits of the dead in a vault in their basement. Boy, you wish you had a ray gun that sat on your back.

After a few minutes, though, the strange klaxon begins to wear on your nerves. You flip the switch off, but the find that the noise persists. You curse the electrical system in the overhauled hearse, but just then, you spot some movement in the rearview mirror. You turn around to look, and find yourself face to face with Ray Parker Jr. It appears that he's the one making that awful noise. When he realizes that the jig is up, he stops with the noise, and tells you that he's been hiding out in the Ecto-1 ever since he made some unflattering comments about contemporary rap music. You tell him that he can continue to hide out on two conditions: he promises to stop making that damned noise, and to give the appropriate response when you inquire as to "who you gonna call?"

Things seem to be going smoothly as you make your way to Macon. As you're stopped at a rest area, however, a fancy car pulls up next to yours, and Ray Parker Jr. starts freaking out. Great, you think to yourself, some of his rapper buddies have finally found him, and now they're going to bust caps in both of our asses. You lean out the window to get a good look, and are surprised to see that the crew in the caddy is none other than Morris Day and the Time. Alright, two funky musicians in one day, you naively think to yourself. Not one to bandy pretty words, Morris Day and his band draw their guns and riddle your car with bullets, along with its two passengers.

WHO YA GONNA CALL? START OVERS!