[center][h1][color=007236]Mahendra Huq Zalil[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][Color=007236]Location:[/color] The Museum -  The Archives
[color=007236][b]Skills:[/b][/color] None[/center][hr]


The friendly words from Lauren could not keep Mahendra away from the chaos that attracted the attention of everyone in the archives, even if he felt humbled by her kind attitude towards him. After the immense crash of...something heavy, the others too called out asking for each other's safety, signalling that none had actually been hurt. At least that was the immense hope of Mahendra, until he heard Neema's words loud and clear; Haakon had been hit by a crate. [color=007236]"By the power of Krishna, please let him be okay..."[/color] Mahendra quietly prayed as he began to follow Lauren. Hopefully he was just knocked out cold.

What he instead found in front of him and Lauren right in the middle of the rows, was anything but hopefull. Beside the apparently randomly placed leg lamp, stood the massive crate. And beside that...well, underneath and all around was a pool of something red. Blood. The hope that Mahendra had prayed for not moments ago, subsided in an instant as the revelation of Haakon's condition came to him. Lauren had already sweared, but that didn't stop him. [color=007236]"পবিত্র শিট, indeed Lauren..."[/color] Mahendra said, slowly walking towards the box as if it was a dangerous Bengali tiger that could pounce at him any moment. He had seen death before, but that was long ago so he did feel uneasy. Still, he kneeled down and tried to see what was left of Haakon. [color=007236]"He's dead, I am afraid!"[/color]