Mr. Ball. You took the west one, or the east one?
Mr. Mooney. I would say it was the west elevator, the one nearest to the staircase.
Mr. Ball. Did it work with a push button?
Mr. Mooney. It was a push button affair the best I can remember. I got hold of the controls and it worked. We started up and got to the second. I was going to let them off and go on up. And when we got there, the power undoubtedly cut off, because we had no more power on the elevator. So I looked around their office there, just a short second or two, and then I went up the staircase myself. And I met some other officers coming down, plainclothes, and I believe they were deputy sheriffs. They were coming down the staircase. But I kept going up. And how come I get off the sixth floor, I don't know yet. But, anyway, I stopped on six, and didn't even know what floor I was on.
Mr. Ball. You were alone?
Mr. Mooney. I was alone at that time.
Mr. Ball. Was there any reason for you to go to the sixth floor?
Mr. Mooney. No, sir. That is what I say. I don't know why. I just stopped on that particular floor. I thought I was pretty close to the top.
Mr. Ball. Were there any other officers on the floor?
Mr. Mooney. I didn't see any at that time. I assume there had been other officers up there. But I didn't see them. And I begin criss-crossing it, round and round, through boxes, looking at open windows—some of them were open over on the south side.