Lance sits in his cell trying to evaluate where he is and what is this place. He has never seen a place like this before. This definitely not like any jail he has even been in and he has been in a number. If he was to take a guess from what he saw when he was escorted in, he would say he was in some type of research facility. By about now in a typical jail, he would have figured a way out by now. They haven't built a jail cell that can hold him. But this place is different. He has no idea where he is. And this place? This place gives him the creeps. The cell is not a typical jail cell. It is a high security cell. He has only heard about these types of cells. Escape is difficult but not impossible. He studies the door and the cell carefully looking for ways to escape.<br/><br/>Why is he here in this place? It couldn't be because of these new Guards he cheated at cards. He has done that before to other guards with ease. They looked like easy targets. Before he would get arrested, get beaten up the guards, get thrown in jail and most of the time, escape. This time all he remembers is being accused of cheating and getting into a fight with the guards then being waken up and dragged into this facility. Everything is wrong about all of this. He wasn't even processed. He gasps audibly. No one even knows he's here. He shudders at that thought.<br/><br/>His sharp ears pick up the sounds of people talking an walking down the corridor. He dashes over to cell window. He is able to catch a glimpse of the two. One is a solider. He looks like a hardened soldier one who's been doing this for a while. Best stay clear of him. The other looks like some type of executive type. Probably someone in charge. His stern pale skinned albino face sent shivers down spine. He quickly sits back on the bed looking very relaxed with his legs crossed. He watches the guard pass by. He lets out a sigh of relief. Now what. What are they going to do to him?