Sam stood befuddled with concern and confusion. First his clothes were getting switched out more and more, now his own doors were linked to the wardrobe he just got rid of, and now this bizarre light show...
Things were getting increasingly bizarre. He had to reason with whatever this was and soon.
"Okay...so my bathroom door returned to being a bathroom door once I put on this stupid outfit. That seems reasonable enough...maybe my closet returned to being closet."
He walked over to his closet door, grasped the handle, paused in a moment of hesitation, before opening the door.
He exhaled a sigh of relief seeing his closest just the way he had left it the previous night- the clothes he had saved from the wardrobe in a stacked pile on the floor.
"Oh! Thank goodness!" He moaned, as he began to unbutton his blouse- intending to grab the clothes at the top of the stack.
Almost immediately he saw the view into his closet shift. The interior of the closet shifted into the view of the wardrobe. The contents at the floor shifted into feminine articles.
"What the..."
Then the interior changed from the view of the wardrobe back into a view of a closet- now with the feminine articles neatly hung up.
"No! Wait! Bring them back! What IS this?! Stop this!"
Just then he heard a knocking at his door, before a key slid into the lock and opened the door.
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