The once proudly standing PT Barnum Museum and Circus was slowly being burned to dust right before the peculiar performers eyes. No sooner than when the flames ignited, did it seem that all was lost. The horses and elephants paraded around in panic, trumpeting and rearing at the flames as they grew fiercer. The whole casts' eyes were wide in fear of what would become of their beloved home. The commotion was incredible, people had just finished pouring from the building as firemen began to attempt to extinguish the flames, though things were looking bleak. The final members of the circus who collapsed into their friends, and co-workers arms were those to be named as heroes; for they had managed to release almost all of the animals from their pens. Some would still be unlucky and perish with the building. Barnum and his family, their faces filled with devastation at their loss. How on earth would they be able to live with their business crumbling as it were? It was at this moment that W.D Wheeler noticed his sister was not among the crowd. He began to fear the worse, he turned to everyone "Where's Anne? Has anybody seen my sister?" his voice noticeably filled with shock and fear. The crew looked around trying to find her distinguishable curly locks, or even her pink wig, but she was nowhere to be seen. "She must still be in there!" He concluded as he attempted to break away from the performers. They held him back. Phillip's heart dropped out of his chest, he knew that he must do something in an attempt to find Anne, if he didn't he couldn't possibly live another day of his life. W.D was still fighting the grips of Lettie, Barnum and O'Clancy. Before anyone could decide any further, Phillip pulled off his suit jacket and began to sprint towards the inferno.
"Anne?" Phillip spluttered as he inhaled the thick black smog. It was blinding but he was determined to find her, and quickly. The building was creaking and burning slowly down to the ground, and he guessed he didn't have much time to find her before the ceiling con caved in on what potentially could be both of them. His mind raced, with adrenaline running rapid through his veins. "Anne? Where are you?" He yelled once more, using his suit jacket to protect himself from the flames. He was beginning to lose all hope. The only solution that he could think of was, as Anne, a great animal lover, she had stayed inside in order to rescue the remaining animals. It seemed obvious, when Phillip realised there was no neighing or whining that came from the back where the stables were.
Frantically he began to tear across to the far side of the building in hopes he would find her there, safe and alive. However his hopes would only be diminished when...