September 17, 2001. Analyzing audio file. Audio file 00620010917G.wav.
"...I'd never seen any of it before. My contacts, call history, and text messages all matched what my mom told me..."
"There's no sound coming from him. I can't hear anything. Maybe the ghost isn't following him?"
"Yeah, looks that way."
"Are there really ghosts?"
"I saw yin energy."
September 18, 2001. Investigated the client's family and friends. Confirmed that no one had died in the past two years. No unusual circumstances.
September 20, 2001. Visited the client's residence. Audio file 00620010920.wav.
"My room's upstairs. These pictures in the living room are the ones I told you about. I have no memory of taking them."
"Could we take these pictures with us?"
"Sure."
"From the looks of it, he's exactly like you."
"Yeah, exactly the same. My parents didn't notice anything wrong, and I've looked at them for ages. I can't see any difference either."
"These clothes aren't mine. And this isn't mine either."
"Mm. I can see yin energy in this room."
"Seriously?"
"Did the amulet work?"
"No. When I got up this morning, the towel was wet. The bathroom's this way."
Tap, tap, tap...
"And this, too. I don't use this brand of shampoo. And there's this hair gel."
"Did he buy these himself, or have someone buy them for him?"
"I asked my parents and the nanny. They don't know, so he probably bought them himself."
"Have you ever found hair that didn't belong to you? Or any other bodily tissue?"
"Huh? No. I wouldn't know even if there was. He looks just like me... I haven't seen any nail clippings either. I never saw anything like that in the trash."
"Mm."
"Look, that amulet you gave me didn't work."
"That means you and he have already