PD's jaw dropped. He immediately recognized the figure seated at the desk in front of him. It was the same man from the large portrait hanging just behind the desk. There was only one difference: the version sitting at the desk was transparent.

"Have you come to ruin my good name, as well?" Even as the man talked, he did not look up from the items on the desk, which he was examining closely. PD was very confused.

"Uh… who are you?" Even as he asked, PD was not sure he wanted to know.

"Hmph, as if you don't know. I know your kind. You and the rest of those magical freaks who stole my Castle…"

"I don't think you understand," PD said nervously. "My name's PD. I've come to investigate a kidnapping…"

The man finally looked up. "So, there are good magical beings, as well? Oh my, many apologies, Senore. Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Alessio Cararro."

PD finally recognized him. This was, indeed, the original owner of the Castle.

"Mr. Cararro," PD was in shock. "This is a great honor. I've… I've heard so much about you…"

"I wish I could say the same. Nonetheless, please, call me Alessio. You have to forgive my shock, I am still getting used to the fact that magical creatures exist. I have so many questions for you. Please, sit down." He pointed to the chair on the opposite side of the desk.

"Uh, thank you." PD sat down. He really did not want to answer questions about the magical world right now. "Mr. Cararro, uh, Alessio, the truth is, my investigation of the kidnapping has led me here. We could be in grave peril…"

"Aha, but that is where you are wrong, my friend." Alessio shook one finger knowingly. "You see, for generations, the Cararro family have been indulged in the field of mythobiology. For many generations, notes and observations have been passed down, waiting to be built upon. Frankly, I was the only one in centuries to not pursue it as a study. I regret to say that not one of them had ever documented physical proof. Until me, that is."

The ghostly figure stood up and strode over to the bookshelf. PD was becoming impatient.

"Look, Alessio, there is someone, er, something that needs my help. I really must be…"

"Aha!" He interrupted. "I may be able to help you with your task! You see, after my soul was taken by that Nix, those dark soldiers destroyed my body. Well, after they brutally slaughtered the Nix, my soul was released into the Castle. I can roam around as I please, staying invisible. You see, a few days ago, I saw two of those big brutes bringing a large bag into the conservatory of the house. I knew something was wrong. Take a look at this." He handed PD a large green book.

"A Study of Mythobiological Creatures," PD read aloud. "Written by Vincenzo Cararro."

"My great-grandfather," Alessio commented. "While this information may be dated, it contains some useful observations. Enough, at least, for me to identify the creature in the conservatory. Please, read page 78."

PD opened the book. "Gila Monsters. Native to the Arizonan deserts. Venom not deadly by itself. However, when mixed with aloe vera, it is lethal."

"You see?" Alessio asked. "Aloe Vera is what they are growing in that conservatory! With that much Aloe in addition to a whole colony of Gila Monsters, the results could be catastrophic!"

PD had suddenly gained a great deal of respect for Alessio Cararro. He was quite impressed on how this man, who had no magical blood, could figure this out.

"Tell me, Alessio," PD said. "Can you take me to the conservatory? You may be a very valuable resource to my investigations."

"I would be honored, Senore! Please, follow me!"

With that, they exchanged a smile, and headed out into the hall.