The Ghost of Grimsborough/Transcript

Chief Samuel King:  , we need your talents and insight once again. I've got to say, I'm a little baffled by Ramirez today. Chief King: He just called in to report the murder of an inhabitant of the Historical Center, a man called Wilhelm Moss. Chief King: Because the room was locked from the inside, Ramirez is convinced the murderer is some kind of... ghost. You need to go over there and talk some sense into him. David Jones: A ghost> As in a wandering, revenant soul? That's a new one. Maybe you should consider giving him a few days off, sir. Chief King: Maybe so, but for now I need you to go over to the workshop where the victim was found and solve this pronto, before Ramirez makes us all look like fools.

Chapter One
'Investigate Workshop. ' (Before investigating) Ramirez:  ! The body's over there but... just to be safe, you'd better wear a blindfold to avoid looking at the ghost! Jones: Ramirez, get your act together! Have you gone completely coocoo on us? Ramirez: It's eyes! Don't look into it's eyes! ...Oh man, I'm not feeling so good. I need to sit down... Jones: Ooookay... Listen, why don't you wait for us outside?   will have a look at the scene. Just... take it easy. (After investigating) Jones: Well, I can't see any ghost, but I CAN see our victim's body!... Look at his face! I've never seen anyone die with such an expression of utter terror! Jones: He still has his paintbrush in his hand! It looks like he'd just painted the eyes on that painting... Jones: I'm starting to understand why Ramirez was so freaked out... It feels like those eyes are staring straight into my soul! Jones: You're right, I must stay focused. This book was clearly used as a model for the painting. There's a message scribbled on the page, but it's half-erased. Do you think you could read it? Jones: And this card you've found next to the victim... Well, we won't be able to do anything with it until you've patched it up. Jones: As for this letter... , it's signed by... The Pilgrim? "You will die, Moss. You shall perish for disturbing my eternal slumber!" Ramirez: A message from the Mad Pilgrim's ghost himself! Look, it's all slimey! It proves it was written by a ghost, it left it's essence all over it! Jones: Ramirez, I thought I told you to wait outside! And be serious, ghosts don't write! Although you're right, this letter IS kind of slimey. Let's have a closer look at it, !