I should have gone to get my phone from the charger so I could use the flashlight app. Or I should have picked up one of the torches from the supply bag. Instead I had no light source of my own and I could only see by the light of Derek’s lamp, which cast eerie shadows along the walls and safety rail as we neared the top of the staircase. “Tell me about the ghosts in this house?” he whispered as he stepped onto the landing. “There are three of them, the groundskeeper says. The noisy one is the grandfather of the last occupant, apparently. He died in one of the bedrooms and likes to throw stuff around.” “Which room is above the kitchen?” “There’s an apartment at the back of the house. That door at the back of the kitchen leads up to it. But the bang came from the library. I’ll show you.” “Is that where the old man died?” “Nope.
