The conflagration’s stark contrast to the gentle ocean breeze was evident to passersby, as they witnessed the swell of smoke billowing skyward, a grim beacon inviting onlookers from near and far. What began as an average day along the bustling Boardwalk transformed into a scene teeming with urgency as flames fiercely danced, gnawing at the grand marquee that had long welcomed throngs of hopefuls, and scarring the walls with its untamed ferocity.Īs patrons engaged in games of chance, unscathed within the casino’s cavernous belly, an adjacent restaurant and a collection of neighboring establishments found themselves caught up in the commotion, leading to an impromptu exodus. Under the bright sun of a Wednesday afternoon, the iconic siren of Atlantic City’s Shoreline, the Resorts Casino Hotel, found itself enswathed in an unexpected inferno.