Not yet, but her mind is in the right direction.

As Valerie laid there, she tried to think about what happened yesterday. It seemed like a completely ordinary day, she even remembered being able to wear clothes. She could have sworn she had went to bed with pajamas on, and she remembered that because it was unusual for her to do.

Valerie then remembered making a Youtube video of her taking her clothes off, trying to keep her face out of it. A threat from her ex-boyfriend had shaken her. Perhaps he had something to do with this?

She decided investigating was better than laying around nude in her parents room, so Valerie got up and made her way towards her own bedroom. Once there, she shut the door and attempted to lock it to ensure her privacy... only she wasn't sure how to handle the lock.

"Oh come on," she said, as her fingers clumsily brushed against the lock, achieving nothing. That little mechanism would be the only thing she could count on to protect her modesty, and she couldn't operate it. Anyone could just easily walk in on her.

With a frustrated sigh, she gave up on the lock. It seemed as useless to her as her clothes. For now, she turned her computer on, and checked on her video. The video remained up, despite being a clear violation of Youtube's terms of service on showing nudity. She wondered how long it would last on the site, but kept her focus on more important details.

What she saw was interesting. First, the video was different. Her hands did the motions for removing clothes, but she was nude the entire video during her playful strip tease. Valerie's face stayed out of it like she planned, but there was never clothes on her body, which was weird. She _knew _she was at least dressed when she started.

Scrolling down, the naked girl looked to all the comments. The negative comments were missing. All of them were either positive or indifferent. And the threatening one from her ex-boyfriend? Also completely missing.

"That's a relief," she said to herself, although still completely confused. She stood up, and put a hand to her head and thought. "Okay... I remember the threat... I got scared," she stepped towards the dresser that once held her pajamas. "I got dressed," she said as she tugged open an empty drawer. "Then I went to sleep," she said, climbing onto her bed like she had done before. "What am I missing?"