The trail has gone cold. This page has vanished into the shadows like so many others in this city of secrets. Perhaps the Phantom took it, or maybe it was never meant to be found...
RETURN TO CASE FILESThe Phantom is holding this page. Answer his riddle and the case is closed.
I am older than every lamp on Main Street,
yet I am reborn each time the neon flickers on.I followed the detective into the alley —
the only witness to his final night,
and I have no mouth to tell what I saw.What am I?
The Phantom whispers: «You cast me on the pavement under every street lamp — and lose me the moment it goes dark.»
The Phantom whispers: «I follow you home every night, yet I weigh nothing at all.»
P.S. — She didn't die... — E.W.