The breaker room was quiet, except for the constant, dull hum of machinery and the sharp spark coming from the occasional loose wire.  Andrew had a flashlight; he didn’t use it.  If his notes were correct - if what was back here actually existed - then he didn’t want to startle it or come across it unexpectedly.

He kept to a dark corner, pulling a folded paper from his pocket and looking at it, glancing up every few seconds to see if there was any movement. Yes... it had to be here...