"Wait, what? If...if Hamlet here didn't take the actors...then who did?" 

At that exact moment, the power went out, leaving them in complete darkness for a good few minutes. In that time frame, mass hysteria coupled with running and shouting filled the air. Soon though, the back up power generator finally kicked in, restoring at least a little bit of light to the scene. "Hamlet? Ophelia? If you weren't the ones to kidnap those actors, then who did?"

The ghosts stepped away from their embrace to give a knowing glance at one another before looking down on the two detectives. "It must be Amelia then." Dennis blinked.

"Amelia?"

"Yes," Ophelia said. "She's almost like a jealous spirit who always disapproved of our love. Even in death."

Dennis let out an annoyed sigh. "Perfect. Now it's the wrong ghost and we have to patch up relationship problems. Terrific."