She isn't found

Dana saw the flashlight go over her location. She held her breath, hoping to god she wasn't discovered.

After what seemed like forever, the guard muttered "Probably nothing.", and closed the door. She breathed a sigh of relief.

She got up and dusted herself off. She quickly inspected herself, dismayed to find her suit more worse for wear. A good portion of her left butt cheek was exposed by a cut, accompanied by similar damage on her right thigh. During her struggles, she had also managed to widen the rip at her crotch, freeing her entire pussy from the confines of the suit.

There was no time to lose, however. Dana decided to cover up her exposed crotch with one hand, keeping the other hand to shield either her thigh or butt, depending on the direction she was being looked at. It wasn't ideal, but it would have to do.

She opened the door of the room, and went into the giant warehouse floor. She had to find the generator, and she had to save Amanda.