Today, I woke up early, feeling the weight of a thousand missing socks. My quest began in the laundry room, where I encountered a tangled mess of singles and the faint scent of fabric softener.
I scoured the land, searching for answers, and discovered a cryptic message on a lone sock: "They're in the land of the missing, where singles roam free."
View Map of Socktopia to see where my journey took me.
Next: Day 2 - The Sock Oracle of the Washing Machine
Remember, in the land of the missing socks, hope is a luxury. But for now, it seems, there's still some hope.
—Chip Quest, Adventurer and Seeker of Lost Socks