A couple of hours later and the gang were clustered around a first-aid bed, with a bandage on the cut on Fred's head and a couple more clues to discuss.

"Why are there man-traps in those passages and the room Freddy was trapped in?" Daphne asked, remembering the set man-traps in the passages. Velma frowned and Fred winced.

"Are you sure your head's OK?" Daphne asked, looking over at her boyfriend.

He rolled his eyes at her. "Yes, I'm fine. Just… You know what man-traps do?"

Shaggy shook his head.

"They have huge iron jaws, deadly sharp, and if a leg goes into the trap it snaps shut immediately, often causing the victim to either lose their leg or bleed to death. They were used to catch poachers before they were made illegal."

"Like, man!"

"Rowch!"

"Like, ouch is right, Scoob!"

Velma broke up the banter. "Man-traps were made illegal, so what we're dealing with is someone breaking the law in a big way. Even owning one is enough to land you in prison, unless you're just a collector or something."

Daphne nodded. "This is getting bigger and bigger…"

The door suddenly opened and Jasmine French walked in, looking a little nervous.

"Chuck said you were in here… Are you OK, Freddy?"

She walked over, her blue eyes wide. Daphne's equally blue eyes narrowed as Jasmine smiled at Fred.

"Yeah, sure," Fred said, looking a little embarrassed now. He glanced round at his redheaded girlfriend, who looked as though she would like to push the actress bodily out of the door and lock it behind her. Fred grinned and turned back to Velma.

"Anything else that I missed?"

Velma nodded.

"The ghost of Drew Rossmann came back. As scary as ever. It tried to get us to leave you there, said you were lost for ever… It's probably feeling a little mad at us right now, because I think it was planning to keep you as a hostage until the movie stopped. Mr Ridley wouldn't have carried on with filming if you'd been missing, he would have to call in the police, and a delay is just what the ghost wants, so it has more time to formulate ways of stopping the film."

Jasmine looked aghast.

"But who's the next target? Alex?"

Velma shook her head.

"Unless I'm much mistaken, Jasmine, Alex is pretty safe."

Fred looked over at her, then his own mind reached the same conclusion and his eyes brightened a little. Shaggy, Scooby and Daphne all stared at Velma, their own faces showing confusion.

"Like, why is Alex safe?"

"You'll find out, guys. Now, all we need to do now is set a trap. Only our bait will have to change… We can't put you at risk, Jasmine. The ghost won't go for you again anyway. I guess the only way the trap will work is if we become extras for the day."

Daphne gave a little whoop, and then caught her boyfriend's eye.

"Come on, Freddy, it'll be fun!"

Velma nodded. "Actually, there's a good chance the ghost will go for Freddy, as he was meant to be the bait to get production stopped, plus he got hurt. Maybe we should wait until he's a little healthier to do the filming…"

Velma looked sideways at Fred, expecting him to protest and disagree completely. Instead he nodded.

"Yeah, you're right…"

Velma stared at him. Daphne put her hand on his arm.

"Freddy, are you sure you're alright?"

Shaggy grinned. "Like, I know what it is! He doesn't want to act!"

Fred made a movement as if to catch Shaggy by the front of his t-shirt, but Shaggy dodged away, laughing.

"Like, your secret's out, man!"

Fred groaned. "I want to catch this guy, but…" Suddenly inspiration struck and he put a hand up to the bandage on his forehead.

"Can't someone else? I've got a headache, maybe I should stay here." He gave the others a hopeful look.

Velma grinned and Daphne laughed. Jasmine rolled her elegant eyes.

"He's acting already! He'll be a natural on set."