Up a stairwell with popcorn walls stained black, he found a hallway ceiling with jumbles of wires for illegal electrical connections.
He rounded a corner, and suddenly he and the two men guiding him heard a high-pitched squeal that sounded like a wire whipping through the air.
The two guides ducked and ran.
Something is happening,” Mr. Hamman said.
He took a few steps away, then caught sight of a small flame glowing from one of the wires strung overhead.
Persons:
” Mr, Hamman
Locations:
Johannesburg