Flee as a squirrel

Terrified by your predicament, you scamper through the woods until you reach the garden where you began your journey. Ahead the door to your sitting room is still open and you dive through it and leap into the chair beside the fire. When your tail hits the seat you are immediately returned to your own form, but the door to the garden is now conspicuously missing, as if it was never there in the first place. You tell yourself the whole thing was a strange dream and return to your drink as if it never happened.

The End.