The Crossing-Over of Dr. Egon SpenglerMy memorial to the late Harold Ramis. Please review.The Crossing-Over of Dr. Egon Spengler by dharmaharker
In doubt, he once said, "See you on the other side, Ray," and after that night gave no thought again that he would need to say goodbye to a friend until many years later when it was too late.
Three men stood in a subway car, six-o-clock on a summer evening in the dead stagnant air. Three men of four: an incomplete team. It had been that way for only a couple of weeks and it was as new and strange as adjusting to a missing limb.
They seemed pale and tired and appeared to be breaking into their new routine. Things had been busy and help was one good scientist short.
"We caught a big one today. Nice work, men." Peter smiled, but not with his eyes.
Winston held a smoking trap by its power cord. "I don't know if I like all of this activity lately. Almost as busy as it used to be. Reminds me of the old days."
"Not quite like the old days," Ray mumbled with a cigarette between his teeth
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