Louise had turned around so quickly that the flame couldn't keep itself with the momentum, and the little wind had exhausted its flame, leaving her in darkness, standing in the corridor and near her bedroom.
For a moment, she was scared because she hadn't expected to hear the creaking sound coming from the wooden flooring. It took a few seconds for her eyes to get accustomed to the darkness, and she saw nothing in there.
"Louise?" she heard Graham's voice call her from behind.
On turning back to face the room, she saw Graham standing at the door with a small frown on his face, "Is everything alright?"
Louise looked around the corridor, and she said, "I thought I heard something outside and came out to take a look."
Graham was holding a burning candle in his hand, and he brought it forward, "It must have been the wind. The air sometimes escapes through the little gaps and makes noise."
