The Great Sock Conspiracy Unfolds

It's been 3 days since Dr. Pete last saw his socks. He's starting to get anxious. One sock has gone missing, and the other is still here, taunting him with its very presence. "Why, oh why, oh why," Dr. Pete mutters to himself, "did I buy these matching socks? Was it a mistake?"

As he searches the house, he finds a note from his sock-loving nemesis: