I tried to visit the graveyard. It is so overgrown, one needs a machete to wade through the undergrowth. Without a machete, I had other resources, using them would eventually destroy everything, I didn't feel right about destroying the property, so I stopped. Good to know I can use it if need be.
Instead, I cleared away some underbrush, sitting down in front of a grave to think.
I thought a long time, remembering Themyscira, thinking I might never see my mother or Amazon sisters ever again.
Upon my return, I met a ghost. His name is Harry. He was a jeweler when he was alive.
I have to embrace the thought that ghosts might be to blame.
I tried my lasso or truth on him. Harry wasn't corporeal so it didn't work. Made me wonder if they could be corporeal. Someone or something put all those desserts out. Made me also wonder who cooked them.