Trapped in the blazing horn of the fire alarm, Blake looks around for another escape route but the odds were either somehow finding a way to jump off the 25 floors or sitting there and getting roasted.
He went towards the window, seeing the traffic appeared normal. From this high, no one would know the fire alarm had gone off except those close to the floor he was on.
And even he doubted that. At this time of the night, usually it would be him and Rose with the security guys still around.
But even the security guys wouldn't be able to tell something was amiss.
In this precarious situation, he realized how it would have been helpful to have another staff's number.
But ever since he started working, it was always him and Rose in constant contact.
He looked around, panic engulfing him with no visible means of escape.
