Try to sneak away unnoticed?

Swiftly as you can, you slip over to the door while Dr. Lybeck and Sam are preoccupied. There's one thing you never considered about Sam's adventures, even if you could always trust her, she always seemed to push the boundaries a little further with each "mission". This time, she pushed too far. A lab rat? And without even knowing what you're getting into? You shake your head, and quietly turn the handle of the door.

Nothing. The door doesn't budge. You jiggle it a little, and turn it the other way, but that's just as futile. You recognize it to be similar to hotel doors, requiring a keycard to open... But a keycard to get OUT as well as in? Your eyes fall on your own card on a nearby counter. Apparently Sam set it down when you entered the lab. Nervously you slip it into the slot.

"Brrrt Brrrt!" It sounds out its rejection of your clearance, and a small light shines red just above the keycard slot. You gulp as you realize the ladies have stopped talking, and are now looking at you. You turn to face them.

Dr. Lybeck sighs, and puts her hands on her hips. She taps a finger repeatedly on her side and bores a hole into you with her glare, though you're unsure if that's due to contemplation or impatience. Sam still looks bewildered at the apparent severity of the moment, glancing back and forth between you and the doctor.

Sam finally interrupts the silence. "John, where are you going?"

"Look, Sam" You respond. "I think you've... I've gotten in over my head here. I really don't think I want to be ..."

Dr. Lybeck interrupts you. "That's very unfortunate, John" She takes a step forward, and holds one elbow while the other hand goes to her cheek. She continues. "But, that's no longer an option." She turns to Sam "Samantha has already told me you consented to the lodging vouchers she sent, and implicit within their terms is participation in testing."

"That sounds..." You interject.

"The terms are quite explicit and quite secure, I assure you. There's only one thing to do now..."