[She shakes her head slowly.]

A man with no face. But when we made 'eye' contact, I saw...

[...The experiments. She takes a long breath to steady herself.]

...Alright. That's our clue. To getting out of here, I mean. A faceless man standing outside a peephole, and... reliving a horrible memory. [...] I'm assuming what you saw was horrible.

I... don't know what it means. I have some guesses, maybe.