[Razz]

Rawk ran toward the booth with the winch. He got and side and almost leaped for the wheel. As he began turning, he noticed that it was turning a little too easly. Rawk then took a peak at the rope and, to his horror, saw that it was cut. He ran outside and frantically looked around, but all he could see was Udes fending the skeletons off. Rawk focused his attention on the gate itself.
"I could lift it," He thought, though he knew he really wouldn't be able to. "I have to try!"
The Loach ran over to the six hundred-pound gate, bent down, and grasped the bottum tightly.
"Here goes ..."
He pushed all the air out of his lungs and began to lift. The gate rose a bit, but not much as pain began to swell throough Rawk's arms and back. He knew he couldn't keep this up for long, but he continued to lift. The gate was lifted to about his shin now, then suddenly, it became lighter. Rawk wondered at this, but didn't stop lifting. Soon, it was above his head, and locked in place. He whiped his forehad and looked infront of him.
"Woah!" He was startled a bit by the figure of a man standing before him.
"My name's Takin. What's going on here?"

[OOC]I don't really know what'll happen after this. It's basically in the hands of Miles and/or Roll, I guess.[/OOC]