Feeling the weight onto the end of the rope Harrison began to pull on it, wrapping it around his arm for support. His feet resisted getting a proper purchase on the ground but eventually found their grip. The man's arms burned as he continued to pull on the rope to lift the man out of his peril. He hoped that the other man had the foresight to protect his eyes as he saw the rope cutting in the the lip of the sinkhole and likely sending a shower of mud and stones to the unfortunate below.

It was hard going, and Harrison privately thanked the time surrounded by construction types that gave him a reason to keep his own physical strength conditioned. With a final heave his was rewarded with a tuft of filthy blonde hair lifting up above the edge. He waited until it looked like the unnamed man had a purchase on the edge before relaxing even slightly, it would be terrible to get this far before sending him back down to an untimely death. If he thought it safe he would allow the rope to slacken before reaching for the edge to offer his hand to pull Tess up the last step. His heart was racing, he was caked in sweat but hopefully the immediate peril was over.