The man promptly felt a hand slide over his mouth, and then saw a flash of light as Drake brought his metal fist crashing into the base of his skull, knocking the hapless security guard out. Drake slowly lowered his body to the floor, and then scavenged whatever weapons he could find on the guard’s body, as well as his radio, his “keys” (or access chips, whatever), and his ID. Without taking a second to look back at the cell, he exited, and closed the door behind him. Now came the fun part.