Ghosts are like uniformed armed men shooting other men.
About once a month. We reached the place easily. We put our proton packs on and one at a time pressed their start buttons, taking the opportunity to check their operating master frequencies, which we usually keep a musical tone interval apart to prevent risky cross-resonance effects that can arise in certain circumstances. Winston's started a tone higher again, on F-sharp. We walked up to the warehouse door, our proton packs humming, and several ghost traps with attached tightly coiled pedal leads clipped to each of our belts.