Daniel had been smoking up, so everything was nice and fuzzy and just bueno. He was making his way down the hall - his hall? - the blunt sticking out his lips, his arm still tucked in the blue sling, when he heard the noise.
Screaming? Whoa, who was in trouble? These doors were insane - tough to open even when the keycards were working, despite Daniel's physical build. They were heavy. Breaking into one was going to be impossible. He shouldered against the door, hearing the screaming, and he hit the door with the heel of his fist.
"Hello? Hey? Hello? Is everything okay in there?" Shit, he hoped the person on the other side wasn't dead. His fried brain couldn't handle that at the moment.