Sarah McMillan woke up on the floor of the laundromat, completely bewildered. How the hell did she get there? Then she noticed that she was naked and nearly shrieked. "What happened to my clothes?" she asked, but no one (fortunately) was there to answer her.
She stood up and checked all of the dryers, trying to find something to put on, and only managed to find one that was filled with clothing. But the clothing obviously belonged to a guy. She lifted up a pair of white briefs and groaned. But there was nothing else. So, she ended up putting on the underwear, what looked like a muscle shirt, a pair of boy's blue jeans, white socks, and a pair of sneakers she found sitting beside the dryer.
Sarah sighed. She really rather would have worn something more feminine, but at least she wasn't naked anymore. Now fully dressed, she left the laundromat and headed home.
And a few minutes after Sarah left the building, there was another flash of light, depositing yet another naked person on the floor. And the dryer which supplied Sarah with her clothes emptied itself before filling itself up with new clothes for the new arrival.
