Your eyes are drawn to a thin curtain at the back of the room. Through it, you can just barely make out something rectangular on the wall... maybe a door? Given that your only other exit is blocked by three rubbery animal women, you've got nothing to lose from assuming that it is. You rush to the back of the room and move the curtain aside- BINGO! It is a door! And when you open it, it doesn't lead to another room or a broom closet but rather straight outside! Finally, a way out!
You run like you've never run before, easily making your way out of the brothel. Not even slowing for a moment to look back, you run non-stop until you find the front gates of the carnival. You climb them without missing a beat, then just keep running, unsure of where you're headed. When you've finally made your way to a familiar area, you slow a little, continuing to move until you make your way to your house. Once you get there, you look over your shoulder to make sure nothing's followed you and then make your way inside. Exhaustion from the running and the lack of sleep catches up to you in an instant, and you barely even make it to your bedroom before collapsing in bed and falling asleep.
The next morning, you wake to the cheery singing of birds just outside your window, still wearing your clothing, with some big, puffy red thing in your face. You rub your eyes wearily, less scared at this point and more upset at having this thing stuck to your neck and realizing that the first thing you should do today is figure out a way to get it off. Still, with all the running from the night before your clothing is left smelling strongly of sweat - it might be a good idea to shower first.