Chapter 2Is this a ghost or an evil spirit? Kit thought, bewildered and confused as the unseen wraith guided him through a maze of linked alleyways. As they turned yet another corner, he expected to find the fiery gates of hell, opened by the Devil himself.
The strange, eerie, night-time ramble came to a halt. Abruptly, they emerged onto the elegant thoroughfare of Corn Street, still busy at that late hour. At first, this seemed another kind of hell to Kit’s confused mind, the beating heart of the commercial city given over to less-weighty commerce after dark. The tower of All Saints Church loomed nearby, another reminder of his superstitious peril.
As his eyes adjusted to the light from the crowded inns, his fevered imagination slowly eased. Instead of imps of Satan cackling, the noise
