"Not much, honestly," Kenny admitted, scrunching up her face in annoyance. She tried to force herself to remember something, but all she managed to get at that point were tactile sensations. They weren't nearly as helpful as visible memories, though they did seem to be opening up more memories as she concentrated on deciphering them. Sadly, nothing was forming to explain the clothing situation.
"I remember being at the party, then suddenly I'm in the elevator. I can't figure how I got from point A to point B."