Stood staring into nothing while the room faded back to reality.  After a few seconds, he collapses against the book shelf, heart pounding and him gasping.  So much had just happened.  Did the others know their life was in mortal danger?  He wiped the tears from his eyes, and glanced back to the dead caretaker.  "You sorry bastard... WHY'D you go and die?"  He REALLY needed a smoke.  Maybe this man had one?  Kevin checked the pockets, praying not to trigger anymore phenomena, and for something to help the situation... pen... smoke... Cross... Anything.