[ His approach had been quiet until he stepped on one of the dozens of sheets of paper that littered the garden grounds like fallen leaves. He stopped to pick up the sheet, turned it over in his hands a few times, before finally deciding he now held it upright as it was meant to be viewed. ]

Ghost carrot? Do they have those here? I shouldn't like to meet one!

[ The Doctor picked his way more carefully between the scattered pages until he was close enough to peer over the shoulder of the artist. ]

Oh, this is interesting. Yes, very interesting... They've given you paint instead of ink though, haven't they?