A pair of copper bell-like eyes stared at me, full of bloodthirsty. A bloody mouth opened towards me, revealing two rows of sinister fangs. "Oh my god, help me, you ghost!" I cried like a ghost and howled like a wolf all over my body.
Howling and howling, I finally realized that something was wrong. From a large pool of cat urine, I saw that this "ghost" was not a ghost, but a large spotted tiger with its eyes hanging open. It's not night now, but broad daylight. Looking at myself again, I was lying on the branch of a big tree that was not very thick, holding the trunk tightly with both hands.
Oh my god, now I finally understand. I am wearing it. Although I don't know whether I am wearing it from the front or from the back, I am indeed not at home anymore.