A short clank whirrs down the aisle on three wheels, coming to a rest equidistant between the two empty stalls on the aisle. Its head rotates 360 degrees before starting to oscillate back and forth. A large pair of antenna on its head vibrate in indecision. Finally, it stops looking around, uses one of its delicate right arms to open a hatch on its torso, and pulls out a piece of paper. It holds it up in front of the signs for 402E and 406E, before buzzing to the other side and comparing it to 714B and 718B. It hops in victory and starts tearing down the table in stall 716B.
A moment later, loud thuds are heard as a ten foot tall clank pushes a six foot square of granite on a cart. A man in an ill-fitting suit, puffy beard, and glasses walks beside it. "Gizmo? Did you find it?"
A loud buzz comes from the tri-wheeled clank.
"Good! This way, Tiny." The large clank, apparently called Tiny, pushes the cart down the aisle. As it comes closer it becomes apparent that the front is the only polished side, with the rest being jagged and irregular. There are various tubes and steam valves attached to it, with a large steam engine apparently powering whatever device this is via a series of gears, shafts, and hoses that all disappear into the rock.
Tiny begins very carefully removing the device from the cart as the spark starts adjusting various hoses, dials, and knobs. Gizmo assembles a small sign from the table, which reads:
- 716B: Silas VonZinker.
Lifting Wall (Mark I).
No magnets, please.