OoC: So be it.
Irene grabs her tucked away dagger, preparing her escape for a second. "I need to get back inside, wherever I was. These men couldn't take me down the stairs, so there must be something or someone that can help me there."
Holding her dagger ready, she takes cuts out the bottom of the bag, dropping out and planning to running to a door not far behind her, if her idea was right.