You wake up in the middle of the night, sheets below your thighs soaked

As you toss the covers off you to explore what's going on, you suddenly feel extremely parched (fourth wall break: don't forget to hydrate) as you see a glass of water on the nightstand nearby, resting next to a change of clothes. You gratefully change into these, getting out of your soaked panties and wet dress as you use the dry parts of the already wet covers to pat your nethers mostly dry. You then greedily gulp down the water, thirst mostly sated as you open the door to look for more, now clearly being in the temple. Next to your door is a chair with fresh covers on it, and a note reading, "You still weren't responding by the time I went to bed, so I brought some covers for you just in case." You pull the chair into the room and wander around for a short while before you finally find the kitchen, and grab some water for yourself from the nearby decanter. Satisfied, you go back to your room and change the sheets, sleeping in the bed for the night.