"Holy shit!" Nate covered his head with his hands as glass flew everywhere. The Maitlands seemed temporarily stunned, until Barbara snapped back to the present.

"Drive!" She shook Adam's shoulder. He gasped and floored the pedal, careening around the bodies in the street and speeding towards the power company. 

Beetlejuice suddenly appeared in the backsteat, cramming the kids against either door. "Hiya guys!" He chirped, looking as though he'd been used for target practice.

"Are those bullets holes?!" Nate asked, his eyes wide with shock.

"Hey, don't be rude," BJ quipped back.