Just hurry, lovely Vivianne!

Viv decided she won't cover herself anymore. Should anyone see her, everything's lost, her modesty and all, and it doesn't matter whether she's fully exposed or whether they'd see just her covering her intimate parts, with her fingers slick.

She ran through the last section of the maze and out of it; then along the flower beds and into a passage connecting the outer gardens with the mansion's courtyard. There was a door in the tunnel, but she couldn't open it without an access card. "Damn," she uttered, as she tried the handle in vain.

Vivianne didn't want to go back to the garden; she already knew there's nothing to use as a cover and she would probably run into that group of hotel guests. Suddenly an idea dawned to her. There's a life-sized dummy of a cloaked wizard at the farther end of the courtyard; if she could cross the open space and strip the dummy of its robe, she'd be saved!