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Can’t You Hear Me

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Abby “Guys, the rain is picking up and it’s…”
Kevin “That doesn’t look good.”
Abby and Kevin see it, with Erin, Jillian, and Patty also now seeing it.
Patty “Sweet Jesus…”
The antimatter wave approaches.
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The Ghostbusters of one universe now find themselves completely in the other. The city looks like it did in the 20th Century to them, but the wave is gone, the weather has slowed, but the red sky remains.
Erin “Something’s happened.”
Abby looks up at the sign hanging overhead. It is not theirs.
Jillian “We’ve been shifted to another Earth. I should have packed.”
Patty “Hold up, is that my uncle?”
Kevin “Nice suits.”
The Ghostbusters of this universe the others now find themselves in look at one another.
Peter “Okay, Ray, Egon, make sense of this.”
Ray “I don’t think I can at the moment. What about you, Egon?”
Egon “None of them look familiar.”
Patty “Y’all Ghostbusters?”
Peter “Yeah, man. We’re the Ghostbusters. Accept no substitutes.”
Erin “Abby, doesn’t he kind of favor a young Martin Heiss? Sir, are you Martin Heiss?”
Peter looks perplexed.
Egon “Signals of the other reality have disappeared completely.”
Winston “Then what are they doing here?”
Abby “Sir, your guess is as good as ours.”
Janine “I need to call Louis, make sure he’s okay.”
Janine turns and opens the door to the station behind her. Upon opening, she shrieks at what she sees inside.

Gallifrey.
The Doctor steps out of her TARDIS and sees 13 other TARDISes waiting for her, all forming a circle along with hers. Stepping out to her right is the Doctor whose was most recent to hers. He offers a slight grin.
Twelfth Doctor “It appears I’ve upgraded.”
To her left emerges from his TARDIS is the Doctor’s original form. He looks around, hands clutching the lapels of his black coat.
First Doctor “Hm, yes. I see there are this many of me now.”
He then counts the number of others emerging from their respective TARDISes.
First Doctor “Oh dear, this can’t be right. There’s one too many.”
Thirteenth Doctor “Um, actually this is the correct number. It’s a long story though.”
First Doctor “Child, are you telling me that you’re one of my future forms?”


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