I'm sure you would have sounded like Mary Poppins after being trapped on the 105th floor of a burning building for what seemed like an eternity, waiting for help that never arrived.
If I were in the 105th floor of a burning building after a major explosion happened in the lower floors, I'd either be making my way to the roof in hopes of a helicopter rescue or saying prayers for God to take my spirit and comfort my family knowing I had little time left to live.
Terrorism aside, when you work that high up, you have few options in a major fire.