Zack: *busies himself for most of the day fixing a manual hand-turning drill, which looks rather a lot like an egg beater, and is used for drilling holes in wood. He has dismantled it to try and work out what is making it fail, and has been puzzling over it for a number of hours. He deeply frowns as he hears Maria yelp and crash to the floor, then quickly gets to his feet to rush to her aid. He crouches down beside her and lightly shakes her* What happened?
