Someone is behind a shower curtain and is showering, his head still partially visible above the curtain. Either classical music or ragtime music is playing.

He reaches on the floor for his towel. He realizes that he left his towel on the other side of the room. He panics.

He tries to reach the towel with his arms. He then lays down on the floor and tries to reach as far as he can while still being covered by the shower curtain.

He stands up and tries to reach for the towel with his leg. First time he reaches far, he goes back into the curtain. Second time he reaches farther, goes back into the curtain. On the third reach his leg grows unnaturally long (other person’s leg or fake leg, maybe even reaching out an obviously fake leg that you can see his hands holding it) but he still can’t reach it.

He then notices his pile of clothes next to the shower, and takes them behind the curtain. It’s then revealed that he had tied up all of his clothes into a rope and tries to rope in the towel, but it didn’t work.

He then frantically takes the soaps that are by the shower and tries throwing it at the towel, which pushed the towel further. He gets really upset as if thinking “why on earth would I think that would work”

He’s very frantically looking around for something, and then realizes that there was another towel next to the shower that he didn’t notice before. He smiles and takes the new towel behind the curtain with him. After a moment, he throws the rope of clothes again but this time the new towel is tied on as well to make the rope longer.

When it still doesn’t reach, he stares at the towel for a good while, and then looks at the shower head. He grabs the shower head, leans towards, starts whistling at the towel and waving the shower head around, like a guy waving around a bone for a dog. The towel wiggles a little bit, and the guy is shocked and excited. After a moment of coaxing though, the towel stops moving, no longer being interested. The guy quits and puts the shower curtain down.

He takes a deep breath and puts his hands up to his temples. He tries to use psychic powers to bring the towel near, and surely enough it inches it closure and closure, which excites him. As the towel nears his face slowly turns evil, spooky music plays, and the lighting turns purple, as if he was now part of the dark side. The towel moves back to the original spot, as if afraid of him. The man snaps out of it, the music and lighting to normal, and he looks at the towel distraught.

He frantically looks around again. He looks down. He opens the curtains to reveal that he was wearing swim trunks the whole time.

He frustratingly grabs the towel.

He walks out the room.

GOOSH!