It was a dark and stormy night when I first discovered the truth. The Sock Drawer, once a bastion of warmth and comfort, was actually a front for a sinister plot to control the world's footwear.
I was deep in the heart of my bedroom, rummaging through the drawers in search of a matching sock, when I stumbled upon a cryptic note scrawled on the back of a lone Argyle.
As I read the message, my eyes widened with terror: "They're watching you."
I knew then and there that I had stumbled upon something much bigger than a simple missing sock.
For more on this dastardly conspiracy, see Chapter 3: The Sock Drawer's Secret Agents or Chapter 4: How to Escape the Sock Drawer's Grasp.