Narrator: Station offices, tier 10, the new "top" of luna's hellevator
Hellevator Suit 1: Sir, the counterweight station is gone, and an explosion just took out tier 11.
Hellevator Suit 2: So, technically we're not in orbit anymore.
Hellevator Suit 1: I guess not.
Hellevator Suit 2: Which means we are now FALLING.
Hellevator Suit 1: I don't like the sense of urgency in your voice.
Hellevator Suit 2: Oh, it's nothing urgent. We've got a couple of days to jury rig the grav systems before the accelerated final collapse begins...
Sign: Tier 10
Hellevator Suit 2: ...Killing everyone living within a kilometer of the equator
Hellevator Suit 1: See! It's that tone of voice I don't like.