Exits
I returned with the unconscious guard, my heart pounding in my chest as I hoped no other guards would appear on the scene. Greg and Louis, who had been anxiously awaiting my return, greeted me with expressions of relief. The inmates, on the other hand, seemed to be in an uproar of excitement, banging on their cell doors as if they were on the verge of breaking free without the need for a card.
"Okay, let's get him changed," I said, taking charge of the situation. I tossed Greg the guard's uniform, and he wasted no time initiating the privacy wall, allowing Louis to change without prying eyes.