Ivan laughed and took off the pants of another guard, handing them to Alfred.
"Dress before we venture out." He said, smiling.
Quickly, Alfred put them on, back turned. The zipper would only zip halfway. He tried to force it up, sucking in his stomach.
Ivan poked his head out the door. Outside the room, was a long narrow hallway. It was dark and led in both directions. He stepped out, pulling Alfred along with him.
"Don't touch me." Alfred whispered.
"After you." Ivan gestured to the left.
"How do you know this is the right way?"
"I do not." Answered Ivan, shrugging his shoulders.
"Great."
Glaring, Alfred went ahead of him. His eyes had gotten progressively worse from the beatings. He squinted to see, using the wet, filth covered wall for a guide. With haste, they moved down the concrete corridor.
The hallway made a sharp turn and dead ended in front of two weathered iron doors. A flickering fluorescent light swayed overhead, making the faded LAB-1 painted on the door visible. Ivan pushed one of the double doors open. The rusted hinges squeaked, echoing through the corridor. They both hurried inside, closing the door behind them.