(hey dama can we do the thing bettween fade and that girl?)
Muriel: …my conclusion, you are not a normal ghost. What are you?
Jacques replies: “What is it?”
is hiding in the shelf travling along it
Hm, I’ll check it out then.
So Muriel does know the owners but doesn’t define their relationship? What is she hiding?
Anyway thanks again! Thomas leaves and checks out the opposite sohp elf stationary shop but it is closed, bummer.
Guess I’ll pursue this then. Thomas heads to the address on the letter
He arrives there and rings the bell
Muriel: I know you are sentient. Displaying curiosity is not a characteristic of normal ghost.
“Yes?”
A clean dressed woman receives him
(I am hiding in the shelfs)
(She’s just talking. She’s confident you are still there)
I’m here to see the solicitor Shows the letter
It’s about a client.
The woman takes the letter and goes in. Several minutes later, she comes back, motioning him to follow
as she is talking to herself floats outside the walls and turns back into a human well time to leave fade in human form heads to the nearby fast food store
Thomas follows the woman
Muriel waits, but nothing comes up
Muriel: Miriam! Are you done!
Miriam: Hm? Yeah.
Muriel: …you haven’t checked the third floor, have you?
…
Muriel: Do it now.
Isaac and Miriam scramble to the third floor
Thomas is brought to a neat looking office facing a burly man behind a sturdy desk
Solicitor: I’m Law Whitte. How may I help you?
“There’s this… woman… she knew everything about me, and us… even my powers didn’t work on her. We need to meet and discuss this.”
I’m here about the late Lilian White. I was told I could ask you sir for information about her property.
Mr. Whitte adjusts his glasses
Solicitor: I must once again remind you thst this case is of an extremely inordinary matter. If not for a series of peculiar incidents, I will never disclose personal informstion to an outsider.
“Alright, where are you at?”
I completely understand sir. Please do continue.