Zarabeth (Kathleen Wilhoite)
What Zarabeth brings to the psychic table is a down to earth, no-nonsense if discordantly tuned approach to dead bothering and a hair do that's possibly highly flammable and in direct violation of a number of health and safety regulations.
Unfortunately for all eighties people in need of psychic aid who don't have the Ghostbusters' telephone number, she then falls into the classic horror death trap of having an inkling of what’s going on, refusing to share it with it anyone, conducting her own research and confirming her suspicions which naturally then ends up her dying rather foolishly by impaling herself on a sundial before she can share it.
Here we see her clad in full battle dress ready to take on any army of the unquiet dead that hell can throw at her armed only with a voice that could strip flesh from bone and variety of improbably flavoured bubblegums.
Here endeth the cautionary tale of Sarah 'Zarabeth' Crawford.
So, until next time, in the words of Zarabeth herself; ‘Hang loose, stay cool, and don't forget your psychic humour.’
(Wonder if I could make this into a Top Trump deck?......)