Kiln still remaining asleep rustles in bed trying to get comfortable, the heat was steadily rising and the sounds from outside were not helping to keep him at rest. Finally after giving up he throws himself out of bed and stretches as he glances at the window. What a odd sight, so much so a clear set of confusion has set in, a barrage of flickering orange emits throw the shades, as he gets closer it sounds as if it is snowing against the window. He begins to lift the shade and before it is half way he just stops in disbelief. The sight he sees is unbelievable, it's as if the air itself is on fire, anything that is easily flammable instantly burns away. He stumbles away from the window and begins to try and formulate a understanding and overall a plan of what he should do. He walks over to the window and taps at it quickly before placing his hand on it, it's hot to the touch but nothing that causes any pain or damage. He rushes to his closet and begins to pull out his survival bag which was for the most part premade for situations where you would abandon everything you have in an attempt to stay alive, but how could it help that much with what he saw.