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SpiritsToday, a day without anything I need to do, I decide to make some tea in my office as I wait for anyone to come in with any problems that need a detective to solve it. A woman frantically runs into my office,worried look on her face, and tries to tell me what is happening to her, but she’s unable to clearly speak about what she’s so frightened about. “Hey, I know you’re panicked right now, but I can’t understand what you’re trying to tell me if you don’t slow down.” I said. “GHOST! MY HOUSE!! MESS!!” The woman stammers out. “I see” I exclaim as I take out my notebook. “And what else can you tell me?” “I’ve – I’ve been dealing with this for a w-week” The woman takes a deep breath “And I j-ust can’t deal with it a-any more” I nod as I write down the important details. “And did anything of note happen around a week ago that would have your house be haunted?” There is a moment of uncomfortable silence until the woman in front of me speaks. “For whatever reason, I don’t remember last week. Everything before and after that I remember, but it’s just.. last week I can’t remember.” “Interesting… Is it possible that I can go to your house to check out what is going on there?” The woman nods her head. “Wait, I forgot to ask for your name” “It’s Julia” “Julia, it’s time to figure out why that ghost is haunting you” Once Julia and I arrive at her house, we could already hear the noise of the ghost. Julia was clearly nervous about this, less nervous than in the office, but still nervous. “Are you ready to go in?” I blurted out in the silence. “There’s no other choice, is there?” Julia muttered out. We both go into her house and I take out a piece of paper and a pencil. If this ghost can move things around, it surely can write stuff. “If there really is a ghost in here, then write down why you’re here” exclaimed. We wait around for a few seconds until the pencil starts moving and writing something down. The ghost wrote down “Friend”. “Friend? But I don’t remember any of my friends dying recently.” Julia confusingly said. “Remember how you said that you don’t remember last week? The friend who’s dead could’ve died that week and you just don’t remember it.” I pointed out. “Maybe the trauma of losing a close friend is the reason that you lost some of your memory. Let’s ask the ghost about who they are. We watch as the ghost decides to write “Guess” onto the paper. I’m used to having to search for people’s names. “So, Julia, have any of your friends or family not responded to any of your texts recently?” “Um… Let me check…” Julia looks through her phone. “It doesn’t appear that any one of my contacts haven’t responded to me.” “Do you know any one who would frequent your house? That will narrow down the list.” “The only two are my boyfriend Merlin and my best friend Krystal. I’ve only seen Merlin in person this week, so I have no idea if Krystal is still alive.” “Why don’t you call your friend Krystal to see if they’re still alive and wants to come to your house. It’ll prove that they’re either still alive or that they’re possibly the ghost that’s haunting the house.” “Good idea Dee!” Julia calls Krystal on her phone and it goes to voice mail. Again and again. Julia has a sad look on her face, like she’s about to cry. There’s the noise of the ghost writing on the paper. They wrote “I’m Krystal. You guessed right!” I noticed the new writing on the paper and softly stated “Hey Julia, you should look at the paper.” Julia looks at the paper and starts silently crying. “If you were Krystal, Sniff , then why where you making such a mess of my house?” Julia exclaimed. “I can’t believe you’d do such a thing!” “You didn’t recognize me when I became a ghost, obviously.” Krystal wrote down. “I’m sniff Sorry about that. I was so mentally fucked up because of your death sniff That I couldn’t recognize you.” I sit there awkwardly as the two remissness about their time when they were both alive. Part way through, Julia remembers that I’m here and remembers to give me my payment. “Thank you for helping me out, Dee. I don’t think I would’ve found out it was my friend without you.” “You’re welcome!”