"No hard feelings you say?" Kelly couldn't help but smile. People always sought her help when they were the ones in the deep end, even though they had just finished screwing her over. But that's how most of the federal government operated; it was almost expected. In the outside world though, it's something that almost always managed to surprise her. Kelly quickly finished setting herself free before rushing over to the row of cages. 

"You're right, I have nothing against you personally, but that doesn't necessarily mean I have to help you. I'd be wasting my time trying to figure out how to break you out and I just can't afford to do that. Instead, I'm going to let you get comfortable in there while you wait for Dr. Z to come get you and deliver whatever punishment he pleases. Don't worry though, your friend here will keep you company." 

Kelly kicked the orderly to make sure he was indeed unconscious.

"You stupid-"

"Bitch? I know. People tell me all the time." 

The girl refused to say anything else, and Kelly didn't waste any more of her time. She searched the man for the access key and found it inside his left front pocket. Now she had to hurry up and find a way out of there before the other idiot showed up. Even though her mind was still hazy, Kelly could sense some hostility coming from the girl. She couldn't blame her, but it's not like the chick should expect everyone to bend at her will, especially not after the way she likes to treat certain people. Without so much as looking in her direction, Kelly got up and rushed to the door. She wanted to get out of there quick before she was caught again. Stoping for a moment in front of the door, Kelly listened in for any footsteps or voices approaching her. When she was met with mostly silence, she unlocked the door and made her way out into a small space which led to a narrow set of stairs. Nothing was distinguishable; ceilings, walls, and floor had the same pale shade of grey, and for some reason it made Kelly feel somewhat depressed.

As she headed upstairs, Dr. Zvika's words came to mind. Maybe she did have a "disease", but so far it had proven more helpful than damaging to her. Kelly wasn't too sure how she felt about it, but she might as well use it to her advantage while trying to find a way out of there. She thought of the possibilities for a while before she came across another locked door. Using the access card again, she pushed on the door and found herself outside in the dead of the night. Kelly sneaked around the building, staying close to the stained wall while listening for any sounds that may indicate someone's nearby. As she got to the edge, she decided to look around the corner. She saw the courtyard where she had first come across Dr. Zvikas, but obviously he wasn't there anymore. Some guards were walking around the perimeter, but Kelly figured she was far enough to not be spotted. She turned around and continued walking along the wall, heading away from the main entrance to avoid calling any attention to herself. After a minute or two, she turned another corner and stopped dead in her tracks when she saw a guard standing still a few feet away from her. The faint glow indicated he was using some electronic device, more than likely his cell phone. Go figure. 

Kelly's mind went blank as the attacked the man from behind. He barely had time to react as both of them fell to the ground, but she was faster, and now stronger as well, apparently. She pinned him to the ground before she snatched his rifle and used the butt of the weapon to smash his face a few times. Blood sprayed around the area, but she knew that killing the man would be better than him screaming for help. She sat there in the dark, staring at her first murder victim, trying to figure out how to feel about what had just happened. It was both a thrilling and satisfying feeling, but another side of Kelly knew that what she had done was wrong, and that made her feel somewhat conflicted. No matter, she didn't have time to play doctor on herself. She got off the dead man and undressed him very quickly, putting on his uniform and trying to adjust it accordingly so that it looked as if it belonged to her and not someone much bigger than her. After she was done, she reached down to grab his phone and put it in her pocket, then she grabbed the rifle and adjusted the sling so that it was a better fit for her. After all was said and done, Kelly headed to the fence line to walk the perimeter. Maybe if she was lucky, she'd be able to finally slip out without looking too suspicious.

[@Rawk]