>>Oh shit… get off that crate asap and find somewhere to hide.

C: Don’t panic, keep calm, maybe whatever it is can’t see you…or..or maybe it’s the janitor. Who knows.

You clamber down, urging yourself silently not to panic. You wedge yourself in the shadows of a couple of the large crates. The sound is getting closer, though you’re not certain it’s entered the room yet. You have a decision to make.

Do you turn off the light?