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[gone_byebye]

There've been some interesting reports of a general feeling of bad mojo emanating from the pylons on the Bronx side of the Throgs Neck Bridge over the past several days, so Ray and Egon've been investigating the area like crazy. It's not bad most of the time, working outdoors when slime isn't involved, but the winds pick up like crazy at bad moments and the temperature drops like a brick. Ray's gonna have to see whether that's natural for the region or possibly attributable to something trying to infiltrate the bridge.

Later, though. Right now? Lunch. And Girl Scout cookies. Ray feels no qualms about buying those here because at home, 'Girl Scout cookies' translate into 'Egon chow' before they can even translate into 'Slimer chow'.