“Shame there’s no light,” she said aloud, looking around for some kind of master switch.

The poor intern had not counted on receiving an answer. “Why?” came a voice to the right of the broad catwalk. It was frighteningly deep and loud. In fact, she felt it more than heard it, and near jumped out of her skin at doing so. “I can see you just fine.”

G/t drawing prompt #4: first encounter.