Rosalind allowed Cameron to take her hand even though she wanted to be left alone with the heater. She didn't say anything. She sat down next to him and this Jake person like Cameron asked. Cameron said everything was going to be okay and that they would all be fine. "Not fine." Rosalind said standing up. She would not be fine until she was out of this place. She wanted to see it burn down to the ground along with the nurses and doctors inside. She wanted to be the one to do it. She wanted to reverse time and have her family perish in the fire that she started. She was not going to be fine.
She walked away from the boy and went back to her spot on the heater. This wasn't good enough and it was angering her. She needed fire. She needed to see something burn. She took the picture she drew and ripped it up and snapped the crayons in half she used to draw it. Then an idea sparked in her head. She moved off the heater and put the torn pieces of paper on it instead. If she waited long enough the paper should burn causing a fire. Just the thought of it put a smile on her face. Her back was toward the others in the room so they couldn't see that she actually smiled. She didn't like to smile, nor talk to any of the nurses, or even acknowledge anyone's presence. She was not going to let them see her smile.