Blue continued to pound until<span style="font-style: italic">finally</span>Lex arrived with... Marcus. Oh. She furrowed her eyebrows as she watched Marcus' lips move but she couldn't hear what he was saying. "Hey! I need a code! I need--" She began, but she could tell from the expression on his face and his lack of response that he clearly couldn't hear what she was saying either.<br/><br/>Fuck.<br/><br/>She held up a finger and rushed over to the desk, going through the drawers and different sections until she found some paper and a chunky pen, writing across it before she held it up to the glass door for Marcus to see. She was grateful he was here, otherwise she didn't know what she'd have done.<br/><br/><span style="font-weight: bold"><span style="color: #BF0000">I NEED A CODE TO STOP THE ALARM. CAN LEX THINK OF ANYTHING?</span></span><br/><br/>Her handwriting was neat and had it not been in all capitals it would've been all swirly and connected. She looked at Marcus with an expectant face, hoping he had the answer to the mystery. Otherwise she'd just have to push numbers until something worked and hope that nothing bad happened if she failed one too many times.