She follows the snaps.

"What if the snaps lead to the actual key?" — Jen thought before passing through the door. — "If this is possible, I must investigate."

"I don't understand you. Such great dress shouldn't ever be removed, if you ask me."

{If Insanity > 37}"Of course, I'm not going to remove it! How could you think of something like this! This is just to gain the possibility to remove it."

{If Insanity > 50}"Why would you need such possibility, sweetheart?"

"Uhm... Imagine a... some... bigger and better latex dress!"

"Just put it over this one, silly!"

"...and I can't put my arms into the sleeves, 'cause these ones are... uuh... special. Totally."{endif}

"Hmm... There is some sense in that."

{else}"I'm not asking you. I just really want to get out of here."{endif}

Her stilettos' clicking was echoing over the whole place as her walk was getting even more confident with added mini dress, though the snaps that came back were rather rhythm-breaking. They were getting quicker as Jen was cutting the distance between her and the supposed goal.

The snapping went to five pre second as she stumbled upon an aluminium locker. Her right hand stretched out and opened the door. As she was blind, she had to continue the investigation with her hand. The girl's fingers went in carefully. Ten snaps per second, like an overcharged metronome. Something heavy in the way, put it aside, then a key, then another one...

There were no more snaps. Her middle finger must have touched the right key. Jen pulled it out carefully. A regular small key. She slid it into the keyhole without turning. A perfect fit.

"I think we're done here." — she said and went towards the door. Jen left the key in the keyhole, because she felt like it would be safer to hold it there, rather than carrying such a valuable in her holey fingers.