Andy was hurrying along the slippery ledge that ran alongside the storm drain, leading the way. He had out a glowrod, part of his camping gear, out. This chemical light source gave several hours of continual yellow light when activated by body heat, but could be recharged by leaving it out in daylight.<br/><br/>To the others it was little better than a large candle, allowing them to dimly see their footing and the ledge, but for Andy it was as good as a powerful torch, his low light vision able to give him a clear, if mono-chrome, picture of the route ahead.<br/><br/>"Follow me! I can actually see okay down here, gotta love low light vision."<br/><br/><blockquote class="uncited"><div>Rowko relaxed "Lets hope theres nothing down here."</div></blockquote><br/><br/>Andy almost lost his footing as he heard that. "Oh boy, and you just bawled me out for tempting fate..."