Ignoring the searing pain, Ivana trembled, using her shaking hands to rip the burning curtain off. "I can survive this! I can survive," Ivana kept repeating to herself, trying to calm her mind.
Her hands burned horribly, worse than when she was locked in the cold storage before.
"Sprinklers! Fire extinguishers!" Ernest yelled angrily. "Call 911! Call 911!"
Finally managing to tear the curtain away, what Ivana saw was utter chaos. She was now surrounded by flames.
The sprinkler system had not responded. The alarm didn't go off and the fire extinguishers were nowhere to be found.
Through the thick, suffocating smoke, Ivana saw Ernest carrying Sydney as they rushed toward the exit. Everyone else surged toward the door, leaving Ivana to be completely surrounded by the fire.
She gritted her teeth, pushing forward through the terror, hoping to escape. But the flames were too strong. She had no choice but to carefully dodge the flickering flames.