23 traps filled with weird science

[ectobabble]

Hey! Uh, I'd put a filter up, but honestly it'd be really super-crazy-broad anyway, and I might as well just tell you all ...

I'm gonna be bringing my PKE meter outside today, and taking some readings of the old, original Dead Zone border from like, five years ago. Zelman was nice enough to give me a really good map of where the edge of everything used to be, and I was hoping I could find some sort of residual energy signature left over from when the borders shifted - kind of like the rings in a tree.

So, if anyone's interested in helping me collect some data, meet me out by the duck pond and we'll get this thing organized! I have one other PKE meter if anyone wants to help me take readings...

[and true to his word, he'll be waiting out by the duck pond in his ghostbusting coveralls, a sheaf of carefully-made copies of Zelman's map tucked in his journal in its harness, one PKE meter hanging from his belt, and the other in his hand. let's solve some mysteries, gang!]

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[hellshaped]

[oh, PFFFTT hellboy flinches at that! rude.]

No, no, I didn't mean you scammed them, I was just ... making sure ...

[making sure you're not delusional, that is! ha ha ha.]

[ectobabble]

... Sorry. [he backs down, instantly contrite] I just - I'm used to a lot of people back home treating us like Victorian parlor shysters, yanno?

[hellshaped]

[he smirks a little at that, nodding slowly.] We got some of that, working for the Bureau. One look at me, though ... and they sort of changed their tune.

[ectobabble]

Well, I can see why. ... No offense, of course.

[hellshaped]

Ha. It's okay. Not everybody can handle my rugged good looks, I know.