A tall thin man in jester's motley stands before you. He sighs and lights a cigarette.
You look down and realize you have just wet your britches.
The man looks at you and riggles his fingers in the air like he's really spooky.
"HAH! Skiddish are ya? Well, too late to show you to the restrooms..."
You are slightly embarrassed but happy to not be holding it in anymore.
The man takes a long drag from his cigarette, promptly turns you to face the open door, and shoves you through the door.
You wake up in bed having wet yourself.