Keep On Moving

It was a shamefaced Emily who crept out of the ladies' bathroom, holding her shirt down, having been efficiently pied and de-pantied. She still wasn't sure exactly what had happened in there, but she knew it couldn't be right. Nobody would do that on purpose! Not even the creepiest pervert in the world would deliberately booby-trap a ladies' bathroom! She'd definitely have to make sure management fixed that up as soon as possible.

As she came back into the clown room, her arm brushed against a concealed switch in the wall, and a secret door swung open. Emily blinked. It seemed like the other side was full of... mirrors? Well, she had nowhere else to go.