John unzipped the suitcase and threw back the top. He was greeted with the most unusual thing he'd ever seen. Inside of the suitcase was some sort of bright orange suit. Reaching inside he pulled it out and held it up to himself.
The suit had black stripes all along it, and appeared to be made out of some sort of rubber. It was all one piece, and the arms and legs ended in strange paw like gloves. The head was a hood that reminded John of a feline, a tiger based on the coloring. Behind the suit wagged a hollow tiger tail. On the back of the suit was situated a long zipper, the only apparent entrance in and out of the suit.
John groaned, "Just my luck, I get some crazy fetish guy's suitcase..." He rolled his eyes, "I can't go out in this, can I?" He couldn't help but squirm in his wet and muddy clothes. This thing did had a mask at least, maybe it wouldn't be so bad...