It was a black short-sleeved shirt, with a pair of tight fitting capris that were the same black color as the shirt. A pair of sandals, oddly formed and designed, rested besides the clothing. I hesitatingly changed into them, and frowned. The clothing felt so strange against my skin, and it made me fidgety. There was also a large rectangular holder of some sort, and I ended up tucking it into my pocket because I couldn't understand how to put it on. The sandals were secure and slightly too big for my feet, but close enough to where I wouldn't stumble or trip if I ran.