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Message: <blockquote data-quote="ae1vart0n" data-source="post: 2838729" data-attributes="member: 40218">"I'll probably only need the video camera.  I'm not here to look for a ghost ma'am.  Most of these tools are used for collecting evidence.  My goal is to prove to your sister that she didn't see what she believes she did.  Her doctor thinks it will help."Everyone asks that, he thought.  He had recited that speech so many times he could hear it in his sleep.  This case didn't deserve that sort of attention.He switched focus immediately to the apartment.  The sister was on her lunch break after all, and he'd rather go through convincing her to let him stay without her if he didn't need to.The apartment was cozy, a comfortable looking sofa.  Fake fruit and paintings along every wall.  Some flowers which looked like they had been kept up, he guessed by this sister.  The living room was separated from the kitchen by a half a wall.  From the entrance the kitchen was ahead with the opening to the kitchen on the right.  To the left was a wall with a window, but not the one her sister had seen this ghost in.  In the doorway to the kitchen hung some shiny silver pans.This would make a good reflectionHe was getting a little distracted.  Most of his clients lived in shambles, their insanities didn't afford them the capacity to clean.  The only exception was OCs.  Obsessive compulsive disorder would sometimes lead to an exceptionally ordered house.He had given this sort of speech so many times, he could say it in his sleep.  He looked around for the window."You could help.  Did your sister have any routines that would place her near that window at an unusual time?  And do you know where she may have kept..."Roger walked straight toward a large portrait on a wall perpendicular to the window.  It looked exactly like the image in her photo, only the image in the window was slightly distorted."... this is the source of the image."On the wall in the livingroom was hung a large picture of her son that looked alot like the picture he had seen, he hadn't noticed it right away because it hung on the same wall as the entrance, so he needed to walk in and turn around to see it.Now it was obvious how the image had been cast.A good reflection would probably be seen at night, but a ghostly one was likely to be dawn or dusk.  The photo and the duration of her sighting didn't support that.  In her case Roger had thought it was a passing cloud obscuring the sunlight, and the change in ambience had contributed to the imagery.  He was half right.He went to look out the glass sliding door in her livingroom.A good reflection also required some light on this photo.  It would come in from this window and shine on the portrait.  Then the image in the portrait would reflect off the large shiny frying pan causing an image to be projected on the kitchen window.  After being distorted by the frying pan and window it probably would look like a ghost.  But one thing was missing.He was looking out this window to see if he could find the light source.  It would need to be rather bright to make this happen.Ow.  He covered his eyes for a second.  There was a newish building across the street with glass walls.  The sun was being reflected directly into her livingroom.  Such buildings, he thought, should not be built near people's apartments."She liked to stand by her stove and think sometimes."Roger moved into the kitchen and stood at the spot where this photograph was taken.  Right by the oven and got out his camera.  He looked out the window.  It was the fire escape, and people had hung old rugs out there to decorate.  That gave this window some shade.  And he saw it.  The rugs blowing in the wind even made the image wave a little, giving the appearance the boy was alive.  It was a little eerie."We can be done quickly, if you could do me a favor."He got out his camera and started recording the image, trying to get both the image and the frying pan in sight."I need you to move that frying pan on the wall there for me, and then put it back exactly where it was.  It's casting a reflection on this window you can see from where I'm standing and I need to prove to your sister that it was a reflection."The lady had seen a ghost in broad daylight.  A moving image of her dead son, in a room with no pictures of him.  He needed to frying pan to explain to his client that the image was connected to that pan.  He'd then take the camera to the frying pan, and her sons' portrait, and the window to show the connection.</blockquote>

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