The lights go out and Sandy pulls her gun.  It's pointed at the ground, but both hands are on it ready to use it at a moment's notice.  She peers up at the night sky and then looks in the direction of the man as her eyes start to adjust to the sudden darkness.  "Eric, you still have that flashlight by your bed?" It would be better than for everyone to fumble over everyone else to get to the light switch.  She holds the pistol next to her thigh, eyes sweeping the room for a person they all know that loves the dark.  The thing is, he used shadows and clouds, not to say that he couldn't have learned some new trick.  The new guy worries her still, he's avoiding specific questions which makes it seem like he might be up to something, besides which it's noon and it looks like midnight outside.<br/><br/>If they get the flashlight going she'll make her way to the wall to flip the light switch and give them a look around the room.