THE HALLWAY WE WERE NOW FOLLOWING veered around a corner, and as I moved forward, something slithered away at the back end of the hallway. “I saw her.” I ran before Logan even registered my words. My feet flew over the dirt-stained carpet, chasing after the ghost.
I rounded the corner, just as the shape disappeared once again out of view. Gritting my teeth, I pushed myself to go faster, faster. As I dashed past a dozen doors, Logan appeared behind me. I’d forgotten his supernatural speed.
“Where?” he asked, barely out of breath, where I was already panting.
I pointed at the specter that vanished behind a door at the end of the next corridor. The ghost was leading us somewhere. Logan raced to the door, about to pull it open…
“Stop!” I yelled at him. “If that was Angela, she’s not up to
