Ward was too big to slide underneath the bottom of the door, and was forced to call his teammates for help. After nearly an hour, someone fetched a ladder and Ward climbed over the top of the door.
Ward described the rescue operation to the Washington Post‘s Katie Carrera:
“I tried to come out and I flipped the switch a little bit but it wasn’t really coming undone. I’m in panic mode because I realized the door wasn’t going to open on me. I texted Karl [Alzner] to see if he was still around…. The latch on the inside where I was would turn but the bolt wouldn’t move, I think it was stripped.
The bolt was just chilling…. They got a ladder and Karl and Carly [John Carlson] pretty much carried me like a log,” Ward said. “I sat there for 40 minutes, listening to toilet flushes all morning.”