It all (eventually) comes out in the wash

Tonight was laundry night. I loaded the whites and durables into a front-loader and inserted money and detergent, then left it alone as the water started running. When I came back to it, the clothes were all dry and still smelled like sweat. Since the attendant (who was cool about restarting the machine) couldn't find a blown fuse, I can only assume someone tampered with the washer. Needless to say, I have a new mission of VENGEANCE!