Check out the party!

A blonde woman walks up and introduces herself as Madame de la Bimbe. "What's that music and... moaning?" you ask.

"Oh, we're having a lovely party in the ballroom tonight! You're hardly dressed for it though." she answers, straightening her back and glancing down at your 21st century clothing. She grabs you by the hand and pulls you behind a folding room divider, where there is a rack of clothes. You take off your modern outfit and grab a silky black tuxedo jacket off the first hanger. Too formal, put it back. You fumble through the rack for a minute before you step out and follow Madame de la Bimbe to the dining room.

The room was filled with an eclectic mix of guests. Some of the women were clothed in elaborate Victorian gowns, while others had opted for more modern flapper-style dresses. The men were just as diverse, some wearing traditional three-piece suits complete with pocket watches, while others had chosen to don vests and trousers that harked back to a bygone era.

But amidst the crowd, there were also those who had taken a more daring approach to the evening's dress code. These guests were completely nude, their bodies on full display for all to see. They seemed to relish in the attention their nudity brought them, walking confidently through the room as though they were clothed in the finest silks and satins.