Mikey paused as Spencer did, taking the opportunity to catch his breath and look around then.
Spencer was right, the elves were no longer coming up after them, in fact they almost seemed to be retreating. It ought to have made him feel relieved. All he got, however, was a nasty chill. "They don't do that," he said, stepping forward so his shoulder brushed Spencer's as they both stared. At no point during his and Gabe's trip through the corridors had they just turned around and left.
He wanted to grab Spencer again and run the rest of the distance to the castle but he couldn't quite force himself to turn away. The only thing he could do was voice the thought forming in his mind. "If they were running from us they wouldn't still be making that noise, would they?" Which meant they were going to something. And speaking of noises. "Is that -?" He trailed off, unwilling to finish. There was something other than moaning mixed in with the sound of the wind, something high pitched.