“Got it.” He calculates the distance, notes where the problem is and stops right at the edge. He pulls back, grabbing the side to hold himself steady.

The surge snaps up and out. He watches it, then as the electricity fades back to popping sounds and sparks, drops into the platform. If this were home a Maverick would interrupt right here.

Wary of an attack, he ghosts forward. No monster. He looks around. He is in the eye of the supposed storm. “Now comes the challenge. Can you see a faster route back out?” He picks up the part and carefully stores it in the pack from his truck.