Chapter 7Jarrett found the common area deserted when he woke and came out of the infirmary about ten hours later. He put the coffee on to brew—he was becoming quite domesticated—and headed through to the bedrooms. Passing Marc’s door with no more than a glance, he once again broke into the deserted bedroom at the end of the corridor. He hesitated at the door, the room taking on a new spookiness now that he knew what had happened to its former resident. Or rather one of its former residents. David and Marc had shared the room, and the big bed.
But Jarrett quickly got over the trepidation, not seeing David’s ghost anywhere around, and went in. Awkward with his crutches, he started to search the drawers and wardrobe, checking the sizes of the clothes. David had been close to the same size as
