[ Her heart feels like it's caught in her throat, and soon she'll realize it's the smoke filling the air and not just the blind panic that grips her. Feeling around the door, there's no handle or anything that they can push, and— the door is hot.

...Ah. ]

...We should have checked this building too, for other entrances before coming inside. Come on, Rei, let's see if there's a back door anywhere.

[ Calm. Even voice. She tries not to panic, but that's the best she can do; she can't smile, remembering what it was like to be burned alive.