It wouldn't come off. She pulled and pulled, the clothing wouldn't release its grip from her body. She felt compelled to take a step forward towards the large patio door opening. At first she feared some weird supernatural mind control, but it was so much worse. The pantaloons of her pirate costume were pulling by some unseen force, one step at a time, towards the balcony of her 8th floor apartment...
(Image borrowed from the Crown Towers Resort website.)
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