For a moment they waited and then the raps were repeated.
“Where is it?” Jack whispered.
“Sounds like it was on the head of my bed.”
“On the wall you mean.”
“Maybe, it’s hard to tell.”
Three more times the raps came and then a weird hollow groan followed seemingly in the room. At the same time the mysterious spot of light sprang into view directly over Jack’s bed.
“They’re giving us a little variation this time anyway,” Jack whispered.
After remaining stationary for two or three minutes during which time it seemed to increase in brightness, the spot began to slowly move toward the ceiling. When near the top of the wall it moved to the right about two feet and then began to descend and finally came to rest in the place where it first appeared.
“Of all the fool—” Jack began but stopped as the raps started again.
“Come on,” Bob whispered. “It’s time we were off.”