Fresh air and a cooler temperature awaited them on the other side of the door. "I know where we are," Elissa suddenly said as she bolted forward. There were columns stretching upward from the floor to support the overhang of the roof. "We're over the terrace where Haytham and I tried to talk, earlier. This is the balcony. If we go... left, we should find some stairs leading down the outside of the building!"

Unfortunately, the cadence of feet running in formation could be heard coming from that direction. To the right? Flickering flames. Elissa ran forward to look over the edge of the railing. "It isn't that far down, I suppose..."

Below them sounded a scream and then a few shots. Partygoers were fleeing the building and running toward the waterfront. One man was assisting an elderly gentleman with a limp while calling out, "Sean! Jamie!" Jonas stopped his searching long enough to hand the man over to a pair of Navy men who helped him onward.