"What is this place?" Brandon wondered out loud, as he came to a door. He knocked, but there was no sign of anything. Gathering his nerve, he tried the door handle, and to his surprise, the door pushed open. As he crossed the threshold, Brandon's shorts began to lengthen, the first stage of them becoming the dress he will soon be wearing. Of course, he didn't notice this, only that his shoes still felt weird. That said, if he did look down, all he'd think was his shorts must have gotten strtched during his forest trek, and nothing out of the ordinary. Neither did he pay any attention to the yellow gloves that he's still wearing.
Brandon looked around in the hallway, but still nobody came. "May as well explore" he said to himself.
