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Chapter 3 by Peri2g Peri2g

What is inside?

Regal Clothing

Inside, meticulously folded, and swaddled in crimson crushed velvet is a full set of clothing. You tenderly lift each article out, one at a time. A long robe like shirt is first, followed by a set of trousers practically billowing out with extra fabric. After that comes a soft undergarment, a scarf, a pair of leather sandals, and a coat to go over it all. While undoubtedly luxurious, you heft the heavy fabric and can't help but consider how hot it would be in the warmer climate of this world. You look inside the now empty box, surprised to find no tag, no ticket, no ... anything. Surely this is a mistake, but how could someone mistake your homely cottage for the delivery destination of such wealthy garments?

Well... The least you could do is try them on. It may very well be intended for you. After all, you are a visitor from another world. That has to count for something. Maybe someone wants to butter you up before prying you for knowledge of your home. Surely there are some eccentric collectors, or curious minds with enough money to do so. Though... that still doesn't explain why there was no message to go with it.

You discard the unsure thoughts, and now, with your mind made up, you strip yourself of the coarse cotton and begin to don the clothing from your anonymous admirer. First the soft boxers glide up your legs, next the trousers come up, to be tied off with an intricately woven cord. You toss the shirt unceremoniously over your head, and wrap the coat around your shoulders. You're pleasantly surprised to find that while it's a little stifling, it's not hot at all. The fabric breaths almost as though you're wearing nothing at all.You take a moment to admire your reflection... Ok, admire is a bit much. The clothes are ridiculously over the tap, far more opulent than anything anyone would be caught in back home, but you decide to finish donning the outfit since you've come this far. You wrap the silk scarf around your neck, and lastly slip the sandals onto your feet... Before you can even look back at the mirror you feel a shudder erupt throughout your reality.

You feel your mind shake, as though being wrapped up in darkness, and your vision blurs for a moment. Your skin begins to tingle, and the clothes writhe across your body like a thousand etheric tendrils tugging, caressing, and pinching.

What happens next?

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