She goes where blindfold snaps lead her.

Jen had to contain her excitement for the moment. There still was one more step before her supposed freedom, so she went into the passage carefully, holding the wall with both of her hands.

Soon she understood that her path was slowly turning to the left, and the snaps' intervals were shortening more slowly than before.

"Uhh... not sure if it's the shortest way."

A few seconds later the wall ended with a corner. The girl followed the adjoining wall, only to discover that the whole passage was a dead end.

"You can't be serious! There's gotta be a door, I only need to find it."

Going along the rest of the walls did not give a satisfying result, so Jen stopped moving and started to think if she missed anything on her way. However, her ears answered that for her brain. As soon as the girl's breathing became the only sound she was making, she managed to hear a strange boiling sound coming from... below?

Jen descended to her fours and started to search for a door in the floor and soon discovered a small trapdoor in the middle of the passage. When she pulled the handle up, it opened, and the boiling sound became more apparent. The sound was also joined by a smell. It was that of latex once more.

"Alright. I'll just leave the lid wide open so it won't close. Should be fine."

She carefully investigated with her toes until she found the vertical ladder going down. After double-checking the steps' durability, Jen started to climb downwards.

"It must be a technical room of some kind. With pipes and valves. Nothing to distract me."

The lower the girl was climbing, the thicker the rubbery smell was getting. When Jen stepped on the moderately warm concrete floor of this cellar, the atmosphere could already be described with nothing less than 'distracting'. As she followed the snaps in her blindfold, she passed a few large open metal containers. They were warm to the touch, and appeared to be the source of both the smell and the sound.