gh+page+92

Page 92 You begin your room-by-room search by returning to the library. There, you tap the walls, you check a closet. Nothing unusual. I seems unlikely you’ll find any clues before even hearing or seeing any ghosts. You leave the library and walk down a long dark hallway that leads to a swinging door. Passing through, you find yourself in a pantry lined with cabinets and sinks. You push through another swinging door and find yourself in the huge kitchen, face to face with a young woman dressed in a simple white dress and apron. She jumps back, startled. “It’s all right,” you say. “I’m a private detective hired by Mr.Grimstone. I have permission to check through the house.” “Oh,” she replies. “I’m Myra, the cook. Why are you checking the house?” “I’m looking for ghosts. I guess we should hear them pretty soon—it’s almost eight.” “Ghosts?” The young woman looks genuinely surprised. “I haven’t seen nor heard any ghosts, and I’ve been living here for almost a month!” Thinking fast, you realize what has been in the back of your mind all along. There was something fishy about Grimstone’s asking you to look for ghosts. It’s as if he invented this to get you over to his house… and let you loose in it. But why? Go to the next page