Help!

Outside, you find Katy in a state of panic. She's discovered her missing clothes and is desperately searching for them. It's not long before she realises they're not there and resigning herself, adjusts the towel, and heads towards the door.

As she peeks outside, you plant the idea that maybe Damien can help her, as he did her sister.

Cautiously she edges outside, holding tight to the towel, keenly aware of how little it covers.

Taking a deep breath, she runs across the room and down the corridor, with you racing to keep up.

At the lift, Katy nervously glances around hoping no one spots her. As it arrrives she ducks in and prepares herself for the worst part.

The lift doors open and you watch from them as Katy hurried over to the desk. Damien's look of surprise is evident even at this distance, but he quickly agrees to help the barely clad damsel and grabs the key again.

The two of them return to the lift where you're waiting and step in, pressing the floor of Katy's room.

Once again poor Damien finds himself both confused and grateful at the way his day is turning out.

At Katy's floor the lift doors open but as they step out of the lift, they're both surprised by a shout down the hallway.

You turn and see the security officer from earlier in the day come running up. He arrives out of breath.

'What's going on here?' He demands

'I was just... she...' Damien held the key up helplessly.

'Again?!' The man exclaimed incredulously

You increased the suspicion in his mind.

'I think you better come with me young lady' he said, reaching for Katy, who shied away.

'Stop that' he orders, grabbing Katy's arm.'We need to sort this..'

He's cut off by Katy's squeal as pulling her arm causes her to lose her grip on the towel and it fell pooling around her feet.

Damien's jaw dropped at the sight of Katy standing, bare naked in the hallway.