[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=D4ADD5]Priya Khurana[/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[img]https://media.giphy.com/media/liLU3XDvjxfOw/source.gif[/img][hr][b] [color=D4ADD5]Location:[/color][/b] Asylum
[b][color=D4ADD5]Skills:[/color][/b]N/A[hr][hr][/center]

If Priya had her way, she would push Alicia down the stairs and be done with it. She was used to hostility from people. She was the police, after all. What she had not expected was hostility from someone she literally saved from mummification in a creepy asylum. She glanced back at Riley, who at least seemed to share her frustrations. [color=D4ADD5]”Crazy is as crazy does.”[/color] She shrugged, if Alicia wished to be like this, that was on her, dead or not.

[color=D4ADD5]”You’re right, at this moment I can’t make you do much. But you can be damn sure once outside I will be using the full extent of the law as I have it to find answers. You’re lucky I don’t throw you in handcuffs right now. For your own protection, you see. After all, what you faced down there must have been traumatic. You could be a danger to yourself and need to be taken to a hospital to be checked out. But I haven’t, so do not test my patience. We can get out of here together.”[/color]

Priya still could not shake the fogginess but that was the least of their concerns. She saw through the shaft another balloon. [color=D4ADD5]”Ok, screw that. We are getting out of here and finding backup. This has now crossed over to “Fuck That” territory.”[/color] She wiped the dirt off a door and checked it. She saw the stairs, but it was locked. [color=D4ADD5]”Shit, anyone think they can open this? Otherwise we may have to climb.”[/color]