“Right,” Jinx said. “A draft. Come on.” She tugged Eleanor’s arm, and they headed off through a door at the end of the hall.
Sean clapped his hands. “C’mon, man. Let’s go.” He darted toward the long staircase and began climbing it two steps at a time. I hurried behind, the wood creaking with my every move.
It got darker as we neared the second floor. We were only a few steps from the top when Sean stopped short, crying out while waving his arms like a madman. I crashed into him and lost my balance. I tried to steady myself, windmilling my arms, but I couldn’t keep from falling. Down I tumbled, over and over to the bottom of the staircase.
“Travis,” Sean yelled.
He sprinted after me, his feet fast as a drum roll. “Wow, dude. Are you okay?”
The air had been knocked out of my lungs. For
