<strong> Guard Aleks Popov<br/>Hallway between Cell CD-10 and Warden's quarters </strong><br/><br/>As the alarm explodes through the hall, all exterior doors lock down.  Not one to typically work this shift he had turned off his communicator after letting Dodd know the prisoner was delivered.  Expletives explode from Aleks lips, "God Damnit!!....Son of a bitch!...."<br/><br/>Turning several times to see the night guards running around in apparent confusion, he grabs the nearest one, "What the fuck is going on?" he practically screaming over the noise of the alarm.  As the guard fills him in that excessive amounts of blood were systematically detected in the Wardens quarters, his skin instantly turns white, and sweat quickly fills his palms.   Shoving the guard away he quickly launches himself to the direction of Dodd's quarters.   His mind races as he walks,<em> What the fuck did he do? Did he just deliver the Warden's death to her doorstep?</em>The anger swelled within him as he grew closer to Dodd's quarters.  He swore to himself he would find out what the hell was going on, even if he had to beat it out of Dodd.<br/><br/>Arriving at Dodd's quarter he quickly realized he was also locked down.  With full resolve he had no problem with waiting patiently for the lockdown to end.  Propping himself comfortably against the far wall from the quarters door.  He stood there to all appearances fully relaxed but he was anything but relaxed.  Every muscle in his body tense and tight ready to jump through the door at the slightest glimpse of opening.