His first thought was that he had lost control, that he had failed to hide himself appropriately, that perhaps he had caused some grievous harm --

But not. This was surely nowhere he knew, town or forest or anything. And the full moon hadn't been close. So what -- where?

When he spoke those questions aloud, answers came -- so to speak. And a trail appeared, even as he patted about his goopy, naked body with evident alarm.

"I need my wand."