The ramblings of the poor ghost continue: "I'm so cold, John. Bring me your charm, and we'll be together! Quickly John, before the plague comes to change us into hideous beasts! I can't see you John... but I know you're near. I feel you near me." Perhaps if the second half of the charm was found and reassembled, this would constitute what the spirit of Janice Felstone is seeking.
You receive