[i]This'll take forever,[/i] Avery thought to herself, slumping up each step of the staircase. She was around halfway up when her headband came into view. At least she thought it was hers. It looked like hers. It wasn't on the ground like she had presumed it to be, it was on the helmet of a masked man that crossed her path. 

"Um, excuse me," she said quietly, raising a finger to point at the out-of-place accessory on the man's head, "I think that's mine?"