Bill strolled into the facility whistling. His arms swaying from side to side in a confident big-headed like motion. He had intentions on releasing Shults and the plan was addressed to work. Hopefully. Bill stopped at Shult's cell door, rotating his whole body to face in the cell door's direction. Nodding his head to a fellow scientist passing by and putting on a fake smile. Looking over to check the scientist didn't look back in suspicion. He grabbed a roll of keys from his lab coat pocket which was worn over his suit. The receptionist gives all staff a copy of the keys and pass-codes with proof of being a qualified scientist or guard with the authority to be in the facility. Slotting the correct key into Shult's cell still whistling to himself and shaking his head to the different tones. Bill pushed open the cell door looking in to catch eyes with Shults who was still sitting on the bed. It was the first time they exchanged eye-contact on a journey that would lead them in so many different directions. The first direction to take for Bill was to escape with Shults. The first step of his devious plan was in progress.