“I can do it,” I offered, finally lowering the candleholder.
Logan shook his head, apparently having gathered his courage, and opened the door. I peeked over his shoulder, ready to go into full attack mode again if the specter appeared. But the hallway was empty; the ghost had vanished.
“It’s gone,” he said in disbelief.
“Yeah.” I put the candleholder down.
“I’m taking you back to your room,” he stated. “No more nightly exploring, got it?”
“No. We have to find Mrs. White first.” Opposing my teacher wasn’t exactly on my to-do list, but I was the reason the housekeeper got swallowed up by the darkness in the first place, so I wasn’t going to sit by and do nothing to help her.
“I’ll make sure she’s all right. She probably rushed back to her room. She’ll be fine.”
I arched an eyebrow. “
