Chaos erupted with the fire's thunderous entrance into the library's main reading room, engulfing the oblivious doctor beneath with a crash. A scream punctuated the room and that one sound of utter panic seemed to snap the rest of the group out of their momentary stupor. All of a sudden, the room was full of activity as everyone's minds turned to a single objective -- escape.<br/><br/>Drake answered Alice's cries to help the fallen doctor, only to find it impossible to venture through the debris and searing heat. Phaedra joined Drake's side, squinting through the dancing flames and smoke to the blocked hallway behind. While no fire extinguishers could be seen, her searching glance flits upon the trash can and its burnt remains against the wall of the room. The doctor's partially melted tablet had spilled onto the floor and the spreading flames were slowly making their way towards it.<br/><br/>Across the room, a dull thumping sound persisted followed by a call for help by Isaac. With chair in hand, he was battering away at one of the many boarded windows. A small waft of cold air blew in through a small opening as one of the chair legs poked through part of the wooden plank. Kenzie's kicks soon joined in with Isaac's chair as together they attempted to break the plank. Soon enough, it gave way and fell through to the ground below as it split in half making a small exit that the slender female patients could probably squeeze past. Even as cold air swept into the room, the scent of sharp charcoal was unmistakable as a few flurries of black snow flew in, the fire behind the group flared to life with a vengeance.<br/><br/>Flames that had simply been idly eating away at the wall lengthened and grew as it began spreading wildly. The heat was quickly becoming unbearable, making the blistering cold outside seem far more preferable. With the sudden growth of the flames, they seemed to burst forth with a life of its own as it greedily tried to suck in those closest to it -- Drake and Phaedra. Drake's raincoat began catching fire as the flames ate hungrily away at the flimsy cloth, the sunglasses perched on his nose were becoming far too hot for comfort as the skin beneath felt as if it were burning uncomfortably. Phaedra found herself in a similar situation as the moisture of her suit jacket was quickly drying, the smell of singed hair reached her nostrils as a stray spark landed on her shoulder and caught a strand of her ponytail before quickly spreading up and eating away 4-5 centimeters of her lovely hair.