"Whoever it is, they were obviously around when this Aloysius fella was." Heiji put a hand to his chin thoughtfully as he walked after Stiles. "But they usually call bottles like the ones he's talking about 'ghost jars', don't they? Here in London, anyway. Sounds like a bit of a dated term.

"Given that and the condition of the body and message, this ghost is probably from a while back -- someone who was a thorn in this family's side in the past. Maybe an old, departed family member or an advisor who turned out to be more trouble than they were worth. In that case, it'd make sense for Spooky to feel slighted, right? Maybe want a little revenge? I bet takin' out a Blackthorn and claiming the family fortune seemed like a pretty nice place to start."

It was like Heiji expected to see murder and intrigue everywhere...

"If we can find that bottle, though, that'd be good for us. Ghosts ain't exactly easy to pin down by conventional means. In fact -- " he stopped. There was clearly another room at the other end of the corridor, some kind of library; he could see a row of shelves inside.

But he could also hear something... rumbling?