The room smelled of fire now, plastics and metals combusting. For a moment, she thought it was the device, but then she turned to the door. A white-hot circle grew in its center, smoke pouring from the surroundings. In seconds the heat was too much, and she limped toward the far end of the room, passing more interconnected brass objects. Nothing had the elegance of Four’s design; these were more like pieces of coral taped together.