[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] Stamina[hr][hr][/center]

Priya didn’t trust these stairs if her life depended on it. And it did. If the basement was to be believed, this asylum hadn’t seen maintenance or literally anyone in years. Which meant the creaky stairs with the rusted metal finish could just as easily kill them as the psycho they were chasing. Or escaping from. She did not know which and that concerned her too. It was like they were being led around and that was a feeling she detested. She followed Alicia closely, knowing the girl would likely make some comment at Riley or herself. Really, she was being kind of a bitch for someone they found tied like a mummy in the basement of a dilapidated asylum.

And then she fell.

Or rather, the stairs fell, like she knew they would, and Alicia tumbled down, managing to grip the sides. Priya was quick to action, rushing forward to try to grab the girl and pull her up. Whether it was the haze or not, she was struggling to grip the girl. [color=D4ADD5]”Shit. Hold on!”[/color] Might have been pedantic, but there wasn’t much else she could do than to try to get her up. She glanced back at Riley, who seemed to just stand there. [color=D4ADD5]”Riley! I need help! I can’t get a firm grip on her!”[/color] And she wanted her up soon, because who knew what else would break and plummet to the ground below?