As Feline realises that she is going to be blind once again, she begins to panic as this is going to upset all her plans. But there is nothing she can do to escape that fate, not even protest. Instead, while the man in black fits the hood on Louise, she tries to take a mental snapshot of the situation. The five keys are lying close to each other, in the middle of the chain heap. More interesting is the deformed key-ring, which is still securely hooked to one of the links. This is going to be her sole hope of escaping.

Then it is her turn to have her head engulfed into the tight leather hood. She feels the straps being tightened to the maximum. The hood smells of cold sweat and rancid cum. It immediately makes her feel seek and isolated. She is blind and the sounds are dampened, while the echoes from her fast-beating heart seem to be louder. Heat begins to grow immediately and her own sweat mixes with that of all the hood's former prisoners.

Finally, the last strap is buckled and the man leaves the stage. Felina can continue her escape. Immediately, she grabs the chains dangling from her wrists and begins to pull it up, link by link. She proceeds as fast as she can, until her fingers meet the deformed key-ring. With her strong fingers, she tightens the grip of the ring on that last link of one of the two strands of chain, and then she shapes its other end into a hook. Her plan is to fish the keys with this tool, but this is going to be a question of luck now that she is blindfolded. She wonders if the man had foreseen this possibility when he had decided to make her blind.

Whatever, there is not time to lose and she quickly let the chain go down with the makeshift hook hanging from it. Her whole mind is now concentrated on her deft fingers and their feeling. She feels it when the hook touches the floor and stop the descent and begins to drag it over the stage, scanning it methodically, while trying concentrate her search where she remembered the keys to be.

Her very-sensitive fingers are able to feel every notch in the stage, including when the hook is dragged over a key. Knowing where the hole in the butt of the key is located is a pure matter of guess though. As soon as she finds a key, she begins to drag the hook over it back and forth from all directions, trying to catch it. This is a very frustrating and difficult task. But finally, after many failed attempts, she feels that the hook has threaded itself into something. Hopefully one of the keys...

Very carefully, she pull on the chain, bringing it back to her hands. She seizes the key. But is it the good one? There is one chance in five... and there is only one way to know the truth: try it. Contorting her fingers, she reach for the padlock which is placed just between her wrists, locking the whole arm restraint. She pushes the key in the key hole and tries to turn it...