Turn on the lights

You instinctively fumble for the light switch. Where could it be? Hmm ... Oh, here
it is.

CLICK

The ceiling lights flood the room like the first day of creation. Your eyes shutter a
bit, unprepared for the sudden illumination. Just then, you spot a young, mostly
nude college coed lying on her tummy on the bed.

The sudden brightness, having awoken her and drawing her out of her groggy
sleep, she turns to face you a moment, squinting her eyes trying to get a better
look at you.

Her eyes meet yours, and for a moment, there is only confusion in her eyes. Then,
suddenly, she screams.

"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"

The door instantly bursts open as a group of women instantly flood the small dorm
room. College coeds in nightgowns, flowing robes, and some wearing green facial
mud all flood the room. They wield rollers, pens, and all manner of blunt and sharp
instruments. They spot you and immediately beset you with a most unsexual
vigor.

...

Later that night, you are arrested and booked for tresspassing. The next day,
while awaiting in your cell, you pass away suddenly.

Needless to say, you did not succeed in your task.