Marcus took one more look down both sides of the corridor before whispering to himself. "There are no guards... I AM FREE!" he yelled the last part and broke into a maniacal laughter holding his gut. This twisted spectacle was immediately stopped and he took on a professional aura when he heard a door open along the hall he was standing in. "We don't have time for that." He said straightening his clothes. "Sorry, your right." He responed to his own statement looking at the now open door.