Welcome, mortal, to the fiery depths of the Socks of Doom, where the very fabric of reality is consumed by the abyss of frayed threads and singed cotton.
As you stand at the brink of this infernal landscape, the air is thick with the acrid scent of burning polyester. The ground beneath your feet is slick with melted fibers.
Do not be alarmed, for in this forsaken realm, the Sock Overlords have taken pity on you. They have established a donation system, wherein you may contribute a small portion of your worldly goods in exchange for a pair of socks.
But be warned, the Socks of Doom are a cruel and heartless entity. They will accept your offerings, but they will also exact a terrible toll in return. Your soul will be consumed by the void of their unending desire for more.