Sue Is Naked, Surrounded By Strangers Taking Selfies

A flash that broke through the darkness. Sue Storm blinked into the sunlight, and raised a hand to shield her eyes. Her gaze fell on the slim gold wedding band on her naked arm. She heard the footsteps and murmurs around her, and through her squinting eyes she raised her aching head to see a crowd of people standing around, taking photos with their smartphones. Even as she raised herself to a sitting position, and felt at the throbbing lump on her head, Sue was aware of young college-aged men posing for a group photo...

...and then Sue realized she was still naked.

And visible.

A spike a pain went through her brain as everything between her clavicles and knees vanished. Sue groaned and held her head. Trying to use her powers with a head injury was always a bad idea. Dimly, she considered reaching out and destroying every smartphone within sight. Instead, she took stock of her surroundings.

She was in an alley. Apparently, she had landed on a mattress being thrown out. College students had been helping each other move.

"Oh my God, you assholes!" a woman pushed a young man with a backwards baseball cap and ill-fitting pants away from Sue. "Ma'am? Mrs, um, Invisible Richards? Are you okay, are you hurt? Can I get you a beer?"

Sue looked into the earnest, well-meaning face of a 19-year-old brunette who didn't really know what she was doing with her mascara and had very many skulls in her wardrobe. She was carrying a beer. The naked heroine realized pretty much everyone had a beer.

"Beer," Sue said, even though that was probably a bad idea with a head injury. "Clothes."

The woman stood up and snapped orders. Very soon, Sue Storm found a cold bottle of some local microbrew pressed into her hand, which she took a swig of before pressing the cold glass against the swollen lump on her head. Someone produced a flannel button-up shirt that was too small and barely buttoned over her boobs. A pair of pink hotpants that were low-cut enough to reveal Sue was a natural blonde, and a pair of ratty chucks.

But it was clothing. And people agreed to delete the nude photos if she'd take actual selfies with them. Sue smiled as the move turned into a general party which she had inadvertently crashed. Knowing at some point she'd have to go home and explain to her husband and family where she'd been, what happened to her costume, and...

Sue remembered the photos. Everything she'd been carrying from Mae's place when the "monster" had attacked. It was gone.