"One of these doors has gotta be the stairs" Jeff said walking up to a door and jiggling the handle.
"Shouldn't there a map on the wall for fire emergencies?" Greg said, trying to keep his head cool in the situation.
"Come on just check the other side of the floor we're wasting time" Jeff said, ignoring his advice.
Greg proceeded to go in the opposite direction and joined Jeff in trying to open every single door, just to humor him. Some ways down the hall, Greg finally found a door that wasn't locked; without thinking twice he started to open it when he was suddenly reminded about what they were trying to escape to begin with. He didn't get a good look, but there was some real freaky sex going on in there; so he gently closed the door without making a sound and calmly turned around and started running back to Jeff as fast as he could. As he took off though, a spot on his cheek seemed a little colder. He touched the spot, and realized a droplet of sex fluids from that orgy he just saw had landed on him. Looking forward, he then saw Jeff enter a different room on his side.
Greg realizing that he had been infected with the virus, quickly tried to consider what he should do next...