Give the ghost a drink
"Okay, okay, I heard you the first time!" There must be a
liquor cabinet around here somewhere. You search the shelves of the
old, dingy kitchen, only finding some old foodstuffs that look to have
seen better years. Finally you find a bottle of some liquid, although
you can't read the label on it since it has mostly been worn away with
age. "Is this what you want?" you
ask.
"It must be terribly thirsty," you think to yourself. You
look around for any sign of a kitchen. When you finally find it, the
ghost is still following you. "RED RUM, RED RUM!" It yells.
