Lance shakes his head wondering if there was an end to these clones. There seems to be an endless number. At least his idea is working to a point. He never figured on there being so many. At least they seem more interested in fighting amongst each other or getting under the shower then looking for him. He doesn't intend to give them a reason. He puts his hand on cell door to close it but stops. Doing that would attract their attention. What they are doing is keeping them busy. That's all that matters for right now.<br/><br/>He very carefully steps away from the cell door. He looks about for a way out. He sees a stained wooden doorway. That way has the least number of clones to get by to get to it. There still are a lot in the hallway but he has to try. He walks by them very carefully keeping all body movements to a minimum. He twist and squirms his way past them down the corridor making sure not to touch them or attract attention to himself. He makes it to doorway letting out a long sigh. HE puts his hand on the door getting ready to exit through it.