I awoke to find myself in bed with a real female woman. It was time to use the restroom. She woke up as I was attempting to climb over her and out the door. She asked me what I was doing, and I replied that I had to pee. She ominously told me that I might run into her friend, Maggie, while I was using the toilet. At first I was confused, but then the urge to urinate overcame by emotions, and I scuttled away.
As I was peeing, a quiet, young girl’s, ghostly voice murmured from behind the shower curtain, “I’m Maaaaggieeeeee McFlaaaaaaskyyyyy.” The curtain wafted closer to me, and I painfully cut my errand short and ran back into the woman’s room.
Upon my frightened entrance, I saw that the woman was no longer in her bed, but by her window laughing hysterically. I understandably and calmly asked her “What the fuck was that?!” She showed me a glass flask she was holding and informed me that her apartment complex was built in an odd way that she could talk into a glass flask out her window and her voice would be heard as a little girl’s ghost voice and a breeze would occur in the restroom. Then I woke up.