Run for the door

Lauren hurried forward, clutching the tiny towels over her privates so hard it hurt. She scrambled down the hall towards the basement door. She just had to get through there, then she'd have access to her padded bras, Spanx, designer clothes and all. She hurried forward, extending a hand to grasp the door handle...

and it was locked!

Lauren's eyes bugged out comically. She yanked again and again on the door handle, but it wouldn't bulge. Unfortunately, this yanking was not exactly quiet, and called someone's attention...