Thursday, Jul 15th, 2021.
Dear Diary,
I woke up to my phone ringing at 12:00. It was Gramps, I put it to my ear sleepily.
"Hi?"
"We found new clues, they might be plotting something" he informed me.
"What!" I said pulling on my gear and getting my roller.
"We need you down here soon."
"Ok" I said calmly, even though I was panicking inside. "Where is Marie?"
"She Is already down here."
"I'll be there in ten" I said, finishing getting dressed by pulling on my boots.
I hung up. It was night and the warm air hugged my skin like a blanket. I hurriedly grabbed my bike and started to ride. New octoling tracks. Could they be up to something? A pang of fear set off in my belly. What if it happens all over again? What if DJ Octavio scrambles my mind? No, I just gotta finish my mission. Splatsville first, not even me or Marie. I make it to the little grate leading to Octo Canyon. I dropped my bike, not bothering to stand it up and slide through the bars in Squid form. I walk over to Gramps and Marie where they wait for my arrival. They show me the clues. Many of the pots have disappeared, The Octolings seemed to have moved bases. "So let me get this straight, If they attack we have no clue where they are coming from?"
"Precisely" said Marie, "and we did find some tracks leading north- ''
Gramps cut in "Towards Splatsville. I was thinking tomorrow we head from Splatsville to where they started moving, that way we might bump into them, and anyway you guys need rest! "