Ethan took a step back as Florence launched himself into the car. He turned to the woman with the cable. He nodded and stepped to the edge, handing her the motor. She nodded to afirm she had a good grip on it, and he let go. Ethan was then approached by the old fellow again, who needed his help lowering the car. He nodded again. If he did much more of this his head would pop off. Ethan crossed to the brake and took it in both hands. He had driven a lot of things, but a rickety old trolley was new to him. He squeezed the lever and inched it off a little bit. The trolley began to drop, very slowly.

Ethan got impatient and moved it further, and the trolley dropped down, scaring the hell out of everyone. Ethan yanked the lever back and they smashed to a halt. "Sorry everyone, it's my first time" he said, grinning. He moved it to a middle position and they lowered right on level with the next floor. He stopped the car. "This stop, infirmary and hopefully not certain death!"