It is a truth universally acknowledged, that in every drawer, a conspiracy lurks. A place where the socks go to hide, where the singles are kept, and where the missing ones reside.
But, what if I told you, that not all is as it seems? What if I told you, that the drawer was, in fact, a front? A front for something far more sinister.
You see, my friend, the truth is, the drawer, is actually a portal to another dimension, where socks go to be sorted, and re-sorted, and sorted again. A place where the fabric of reality is constantly shifting and reshifting.
Learn more about the Sock Dimension