In some strange way, you ended up in the Alternate. You didn't understand what you were doing here and how you got here... you got up and decided to take a walk, but still after a couple of steps someone pointed an Octoshot at you from behind.

Fuzzy octoling: "Gotcha~"

do you hear a woman's soft and slightly hissing voice, she walked forward...

Fuzzy octoling: "That's right.... Let's see..."

She looked at you from head to toe, examining you carefully... her hand lingered on your waist, tugging you slightly...

Fuzzy octoling: "You don't look like that annoying inkling in a yellow and blue jumpsuit..."

She sighed softly And a lighter smile played on her face than the sly and gloomy one... she adjusted her glasses on her head and slowly took the Octoshot aside, wondering what to do with you next.

Fuzzy octoling: "And what should I do with you?"