You wake up with a throbbing headache, feeling very strange. Opening your eyes, you find yourself in some sort of huge padded bin, looking up at colored lights hanging from an open-beam ceiling. You seem to be wearing thick sorts, and something loose is draped over your chest. And what the Hell is on your head? It feels like a giant can!
The piercing wail of a baby fills your ears and you flail arms and legs that are very weak and difficult to control. What's happened to you? Then you have two shocking discoveries - the wails are coming from your mouth, and a giant young woman leans over you and smiles. "Aw, poor Billy doesn;t like his costume. Maybe we should take it off him. It's a lot to ask for a 2-month old."