There was only one choice turning she headed for the laundry room maybe she could at least get some clean cloths. "you think you could have had the stairs hold" she asked limping visible from her fall.  she pulled the handle back the room was almost empty only a few bags of cloths thankfully those of the people who worked there.  "still have all my ammo" she yelled happy she did not have the blade.  she could have wound up with a broken neck or one leg short that would have left her in great shape to escape.