No, in fact she gets further from safety

'Too close. I have to get in the locker room!' Mackenzie thought. She rose to her knees to see if the coast was clear, when a sudden pressure **** her back down. The unmistakable feeling of fabric was raining down on her, pushing her back to the floor of the cart. The disoriented red-head froze under the avalanche of towels. They didn't smell good. Enough to make Mackenzie sneer in disgust. Still, the towels buried her, and at the very least, covered the fact there was a naked girl in the cart.

"Alright, doing some laundry!" Came a female voice.

Mackenzie felt the cart lurch forward. Her heart continued to beat a mile a minute. She was trapped, naked, and moving away from the safety of the locker room. And one of the gym's employees was taking her to the laundry room without even knowing it. There was little she could do in her position though. 'Should I ask her for help? She's probably seen things happen before, right?' Mackenzie thought. She could feel the cart turn a couple of times. 'Maybe... I can wait for her to get there... only one person seeing me won't be as bad as the whole gym...'

Eventually, Mackenzie heard a door open and the cart came to a halt. She could hear some machines running. They were in the laundry room.

Mackenzie could hear the girl humming as she felt the weight of the towels begin to lift. Her body tensed up. 'She'll help you... she'll be professional. There's probably a clean towel she'll loan you.'