Apparently Clint and I are treasure hunters.  The most recent clue we read led us to a major city, something about the living and the dead (and the building would be VERY old).  As soon as we walk out of the airport we spot a LARGE hospital being rebuilt in an ancient building.  Our goal was the very top floor (maybe the roof even).  I believe it was the 35th floor…except, given the distance from the ground to where we ended up I’d say it was the 235th floor.  It didn’t help that the elevator was one of those glass ones on the outside of the building.

I think we found what we were looking for, then–somehow–there were two little girls with us, about 2 and 6.  Now the bad news: our elevator was no longer a glass elevator, but just an elevator shaft with a small thing for us to stand on in the center as we rode down.  Also, the controls were enigmatic.

We finally figured out the controls (sort of) and put the girls in the center, then we stood just outside of them and held on to the center thing…scary junk.  When we finally got to the bottom, somehow Clint was pulled off and we were all sent back up to the top.  -.-  No big deal, the controls were making more sense now.  We just waited until we got to the top, then headed back down.  This the 6 year old was mysteriously pulled off and we went back to the top.  Blah, blah, blah…until we all made it off.

Once we got down there was something about the lower level (basement).  I think it was the Children’s Ward or something, and I found a secret way down to it which we’d have to use to … escape(?).