"I'm waiting for you.”

His voice, hoarse and strained, came through on the other end of the line. Ariana was dumbfounded, her voice trembling as she asked, "What do you mean? Are you still in the private room?”

Then, tears streaming down her face, she implored, "Are you out of your mind? The place is on fire. Please, come out!"

He tried to console her, "Don't cry. I'm making my way out now. Wait for me outside

Before she could utter another word, the line went dead. Frantically, she dialed his number again, only to be met with a busy tone.