Ryan followed his nose to a se of double doors. Hanging from one of the handles was a set of clothes; a frock coat, waistcoat, crevat and breeches. pinned to them was a note reading 'wear these'
The clothes fitted Ryan, even if they were a bit tight. He opened the door and found himself in some kind of vast ballroom. The floor was full of ghostly faceless dancing couples, and in the middle stood a girl in a large pink dress, white gloves and high-heeled shoes. Strangely enough, she looked a lot like Mike.
"Ryan," s/he said "if you laugh, I'm going to rip your bloody head off.."