Crouching in the dark with his fingers jammed tight in his ears, Jyp imagined he could still hear the screams echoing down the corridor. The next minute the door was flung open letting in a bright shaft of light, almost blinding him.
“Ere," bellowed a voice. "Wot you doing in the broom cupboard?"
Peering out fearfully, Jyp recognised the bearded figure of Ted, the hall porter, and sighed with relief. He extricated his fingers with difficulty, and pulling his foot out of a bucket climbed out sheepishly.
"Ah, Ted. Door seems to have got stuck."
He cast a feverish look along the corridor and seeing it empty, gabbled the first thing that came into his head. "Just looking for some figures. Not important, really. No."
"You won"t find her in there," cackled the elderly porter. "I heard Miss
