Kenneth
After a quick presitidigitation to dry off his clothes, Kenneth follows the others with a mournful look into the side chambers as they pass. Rooms filled with adventure and renown, no doubt. He scampers up the elevator shaft with the rest of the party.
Kenneth dismisses the strange sounds with a wave of his hand. "Most likely nothing," he claims as he walks to the side chamber with the missing lantern. "The wind just got caught in a series of twisting tunnels and echoed back onto itself. It's nothing."
He glances up at the empty hook and points. "Let's hang it back up, in its proper place, and see what happens."