Gwendolyn Bright
Servant's Quarters
“I, er…”
Sarah’s reply was unfathomably cold. Professionally detached, like a coroner inspecting the body. Gwendolyn wanted to help this man, she really did, but there were so many unknowns and her partner had decided to assume everything would go wrong. And she wasn’t a fighter. If she was caught by whatever it was, she would be six feet under, without a doubt.
“W-we’ll come back, okay?”
It’s the only solace of mercy she can give to the poor ghost before she follows Sarah’s lead, hesitant and uncertain.