"How long was I out?"
"An hour or so. And you won't believe what you see here. Can you walk now?"
Bonwitt took an experimental step. "Sure."
"Come on then." Crane started for the doorway.
"We're not locked up? Not guarded?"
"No, but prisoners all the same. In the damndest place. Wait."
They came out on a balcony that limned a seemingly bottomless pit with a huge vertical shaft that dropped centrally from high above and vanished in the depths below.
"What in hell is it?" demanded Bonwitt.
"You haven't seen anything yet." Crane moved to the cage of a lift.
"Cripes! An elevator on the moon!" None of it made sense to Bill Bonwitt.