Callie's head was absolutely killing her. She felt like she'd been hit by a truck then after that truck hit her it decided to back up over her just for good measure, before hitting her again and driving off. She sat up and took in her surroundings. She doesn't remember drinking anything last night, hell she doesn't even think she's had anything to drink in the past month. Looking around she sees... the ocean? She also sees trees and grass and she tastes dirt in her mouth.

She then realizes she's sitting on the cold hard ground.

"What the fuck?" She stands and tries to remember how she got here. She looks and sees some kind of doorway? It looks like it's been welded shut from the other side. There's also the fact that her entire body is sore, not just her head. Her head just hurts the worst. Her arms and her legs have the second most ache however, they haven't hurt this much since the first time she tried using a dynamo roller.

She looks down at the ground by her feet and horror fills her soul. There, sitting on the ground, are the remains of the Hypnoshades. They're just intact enough for her to tell exactly what they are, however they're also broken enough to no longer be usable. She can tell they aren't her knockoffs as the electrical components can still be seen within them. But that can't be right, she thought they'd been destroyed long ago! The only thing she had were replicas that didn't have any of the actual tech in them… or at least, that's what she thought.

"Oh no, oh no no no what did I do?!" Callie tries to find her phone, rummaging through her pockets and naturally, she doesn't have it. Just perfect, she has no idea what happened and given that she's on her own in the middle of nowhere, it can't be anything good. She thought she was safe from the shades finally, how could this happen to her? What had she been made to do while she was unable to control her mind and body?

Callie scoops up the remains of the hypnoshades and puts them into her pocket, she has to make sure everyone knows why she did what she did, because she knows it can't be good. She then realizes that she's dressed in all black. Her shoes are black with black laces, her pants are black yoga pants, her jacket is black with a black hood. And every single piece of gear had run speed up on it, as though whatever she did with those hypnoshades on required a lot of speed. Main ability and sub ability slots all had it, it seems a bit overkill…

Fortunately for Callie, Inkopolis Square wasn't far from where she was. She could see the tower from where she was, and the central tower of Inkopolis Plaza not far away either. She made her way there sorrowfully but quickly, she hoped to whatever gods may exist that she hadn't done something to hurt her friends. She was hoping with all of her hearts that she hadn't done anything to hurt Marie, she'd been through enough as it is.

After the most agonizing walk she's ever taken, Callie arrives in Inkopolis Square. It's emptier than usual, but there's still a handful of squids walking around. It seems like the clothing and weapon shops are closed, Callie thought that was odd but she figured maybe all the shop owners had agreed to go get coffee together or something like that. Notably however, Off the Hook are not in their studio like they usually are. That was the telling sign that something was WRONG. Reluctantly Callie makes her way towards the entrance to Octo Canyon. Her outfit may have been used for ill, but at least it keeps her from being noticed.

Callie glances around as she arrives at the grate that will take her to Octo Canyon, making sure no prying eyes are watching her. Once she's sure it's safe to do so, she jumps through the grate.

Arriving on the other side, she's greeted by the one thing she feared. Marie. But it seemed like everyone else was there as well. Eight, Four, Pearl, Marina, Cap'n... wait, where's Three?

At this moment Callie realized that Eight was in a state of distress, Pearl and Marina had their hands on her shoulders and were trying to console her as she cried. It seemed that Eight was holding something small in her hands as she let her tears flow freely, Callie couldn't help but wonder what it was, but she also knew that now was not the time to ask. Cap'n was making sure Octavio was keeping out of Trouble... and Marie was looking right at her.

"What did you do?" Marie's words were cold. She knew the answer already, and seeing Eight's condition confirmed to Callie what had happened. Callie fell to her knees, tears welling in her own eyes now. How could she have let this happen?

"I-I didn't... I'm so sorry..." Callie buried her face into her hands and sobbed, she didn't know what else to do. No words, no actions, no nothing could ever make up for what she had done. Even if she had no control of her actions, it was still HER that did… whatever it was that resulted in Eight crying and Three being nowhere to be found.

"I told you to smash them." Octavios deep voice rang in Callie's head, and seemed to echo through the clearing in Octo Canyon where they all resided. "Now someone else has used her. Don't blame her for this."

Marie shot Octavio the coldest glare possible, the air growing chill as fire sparked in Marie's eyes.

"Don't blame her? You're right, it ISN'T her fault." She walks closer to Octavio's snowglobe. "It's YOURS! If you hadn't put those FUCKING SHADES on her in the first place, we wouldn't be in this mess! And for your information, we DID shatter those shades!"

"Marie, please..." Cap'n tries to reason with Marie but any and all chances of that are long gone now. He sighs as he just sees his granddaughter become increasingly furious with the Octopus currently held within a snow globe.

"No, I will not be pacified. It is HIS FAULT Three is gone! He's the reason Eight is distressed! He's the reason our friend is GONE!" Tears well in Marie's eyes, everything she had been trying to keep in was now coming out. "Don't tell me to calm down, Three is gone. I can't let her memory be tainted!"

Callie, wiping her own tears and getting back to her feet, makes her way over to Marie and just pulls her into a hug. Marie quickly hugs back and the two of them sob into each other as they try and reconcile their emotions. Marie not wanting to be angry, but rather just wanting her friend back. Callie feeling horrible about how she was used to cause all of this.

"I am so so sorry Marie." Callie chokes out through sobs, not wanting to let go of her cousin for fear that she might simply disappear if her arms were to ever let her go. She couldn't bear the thought of losing anyone else, especially not Marie.

Octavio, not being one for tactfulness, awkwardly clears his throat, gaining the attention of the pair, as well as everyone else in the area. Craig seemed a little perturbed by his lack of tact but opted not to say anything. Everyone was looking at Octavio expectantly, hoping he had some kind of vital information to share that he was merely waiting for Callie to be present for to share.

"Okay as disgusting as that display of emotion was, I can't stand by and watch you beat yourselves up over nothing." Octavio's expression becomes one of determination. "Why are you so quick to assume there's no saving Three? There's got to be something that could be done to find her and save her."

Marina perks up, making her way over to the group but not before giving Eight a full proper hug. She has a depressed look on her face but she knows she has to share this information, especially now that Callie is here, so that they can all be on the same page as to what the situation truly is.

"When Eight came to us with the news, Pearl and I tried figuring out where Three could've gone off to. We tried tracing her phone but its signal cut off before we could find her." Marina explains, pulling out her laptop and scrolling through the various commands she had entered trying to find Three. "We simply don't know where to look now."

Octavio simply rolled his eyes.

"You're missing the obvious here." It takes everything in him not to call literally all of them dense motherfuckers. "Who else knows how to connect to and control those hypnoshades? Who else utilized an army of brainwashed octarians and octolings? Who else do you all wish didn't exist that isn't me?"

There was a long pause of silence as everyone dared not match anyone else's gaze. They all knew what Octavio was talking about, they all knew he was right, and somehow all that did was make them feel even worse. But, before Octavio could get another word in, Eight rises from the seat she'd been using and comes back into the main group.

"Kamabo." Eight's voice rang, there was a level of knowing within it, like there was no doubt in her mind whatsoever that what she was stating is pure fact. She has a nervous look about her as she finishes her statement. "Three is... back in Kamabo."

That left a sense of dread in everyone's mind. They knew what Kamabo was capable of, and they were none too keen about going back in. They'd even stopped their experimentation on the sludge that comes out of there because they'd assumed it had become dormant and it would eventually consume itself. But if Three was captured, that meant they had little to no time.

"Well there you go then, figure out where in Kamabo she is, and you can save her." Octavio crosses his tentacles in front of him, like he'd just dropped a microphone on stage or something. Everyone around him pays him no mind as they begin trying to figure out how to get into Kamabo.

"Wait. When I woke up I was next to some kind of doorway, but it looked like it had been welded shut from the inside! Maybe she's down that way!" Callie exclaimed, her soul pleading that her friend would turn out to be okay after all.

"Okay we're heading there now. Eight, are you up to come or-" Pearl is cut off by Eight already standing and strapping an ink tank to her back, and clipping an Octo Shot to her belt ready to jump in with no second thoughts.

"I am going to get my Three back and none of you had better stand in my way." Eight's sorrow had been nearly immediately replaced by rage. Kamabo was supposed to be behind them. Now here she was diving right back in. She pockets the small box she'd been holding and Callie realizes what it was in that moment, which only served to make her feel MORE guilty. Eight wasn't going to lose Three, not now, not ever.

No one dared argue with Eight. Cap'n agreed to stay behind and stay with Octavio. He'd still be in radio contact should they need him. Callie handed Marie the shattered remains of the Hypnoshades on their way out of Octo Canyon, making sure she knew this would never happen again. Four, though she wanted nothing more than to save her cousin, also agreed to stay with the two older cephalopods, figuring this was Eight's mission. Four did however make sure to say she'd be there in a heartbeat if she was needed.

After a short journey, they all arrive at the location where Callie said she awoke. Sure enough, there was a faded Kamabo logo on the door that was definitely welded shut from the inside. Marina, always being prepared, simply walked up to the doorframe, pulled some kind of putty out of her bag, and stuck it to the door along the hinges. Pearl seemed a little TOO excited about what Marina was doing and that caused everyone to take a quick step back.

"You might want to stand back a little." Everyone backs off a little more and Marina pulls a small remote out of her bag and hits the button, causing the door to fly off its hinges directly into the now open pathway to Kamabo. Which also happened to create a very loud boom noise.

Eight stood at the entrance, her ink tank full and her OctoShot in her hands. The loud explosion having done nothing to waver her determination. She grips her weapon tighter and readies herself to enter. But then she feels a hand on her shoulder, signalling her to wait.

"Hold on, we need to know where Three is before you go in." Marina pulls out her laptop again, now that the way is open she's able to get a low level access to Kamabo. She's tacking commands into her laptop as fast as her fingers will let her. She's growing more frustrated as every second passes. "FUCK! I can't access their security system! If I could just look at their cameras I could find out where Three is!" Marina hisses, trying to keep a cool head but failing miserably.

"Wait, Marina, what about the employee model CQ-80 Three stole, don't we still have access to that?" Pearl interjects, trying to add hope to the situation.

"YOU'RE RIGHT!" Marina calls "But where is it?!"

"Here." Eight unclips it from her belt and tosses it to Marina. "I snagged it before I came to see you two, something told me I should."

Marina nods, and then hooks the CQ-80 into her laptop and again begins tacking away commands. This time, the CQ-80 brings up a plethora of displays as Marina tries to access the inner workings of Kamabo. Security cameras, troop movements, whole entire documents about how sanitization worked. All on display.

Marina keeps typing and the screens start to disappear. More security feeds pop up, seemingly archived as Marina tries to find the path they used to take Three through Kamabo so she can construct a map. Marina glances often between the holographic displays and the screen of her laptop, making sure the information she's getting and the commands she's entering are all correct.

After a few minutes of typing, the only screen that remains on the CQ-80, is an internal schematic of Kamabo, with a highlighted line indicating the path Eight would have to take to find Three. Marina finally unplugs the device from her computer and tosses it back to Eight, who opens the map and studies it.

"Okay, Callie, Marie, I know this might be a tall order, but I think you know what we need you to do if Eight is going to succeed." Marina says to the pair of inkling cousins standing across from her.

The Squid Sisters glance at each other and nod. They know what has to be done, and they're willing to do anything to help Eight rescue Three.

"Pearl, it's unlikely but be prepared for the same outcome as last time, I don't want to leave any possibility for failure." Marina turns to Pearl. "Oh and also, get them a stage of some kind. It works best if it's a full performance."

"What works best?" Pearl is visibly confused, not fully understanding what Marina is talking about.

"The Calamari Inkantation." Callie states, taking a moment to compose herself and prepare. "It breaks mind control, as well as provides a literal boost to the person it's being sung for."

"To be fair, we didn't know about the breaking mind control part until AFTER we used it on Octavio the first time." Marie chimes, also preparing herself for the performance of her life.

"Alright I'm not going to pretend to understand how a song can do that, but if it'll help Eight I'll do anything I can." Pearl whips out her phone and sends a couple messages quickly. "Heh, last time we got to use the choppers was when Eight got out of there, and now we're using them again as she heads back in."

Marina shakes her head and places her hand on Eight's shoulder. Eight is shaking, she's frustrated, mad, she's on the verge of breaking down and crying but she's also on the verge of ripping someone's throat out.

"Are you ready? She's down there, all you have to do is get her out." Marina's voice calms and focuses Eight's mind.

Eight takes in a deep breath and slowly she funnels all of her emotions into fuelling one thing, her determination. Eight tightens her fingers around the grip of her Octo Shot and nods.

"I'm ready." are the only words she speaks.

The wind picks up slightly and looking overhead they spot a chopper coming down with a small platform, a makeshift stage for Callie and Marie to perform on. Complete with microphones and some speakers.

Workers ride the stage down, and unhook it from the chopper once it's made contact with the ground before being whisked back up into the chopper by the cords being retracted. Callie and Marie take their places on the stage, nodding to each other to signal they're both ready.

"Okay, I'm going to hook you into Kamabo's PA system so your song can be heard through the entire facility, maybe it'll help Three out too." Marina types more commands into her laptop, still wirelessly hooked into the CQ-80 after she forced the connection with the physical wire.

Eight positions herself to jump into the doorway, Callie and Marie are primed and ready to start their song, and Marina has everything hooked in so they can track Eight as she makes her way towards Three.

"Okay, we're ready." Pearl states, noticing everyone in position. "Go get her Eight, she's waiting for you."

Eight's brow furrows and her knees bend before she leaps forward quickly and disappears into the doorway as the beat starts for Callie and Marie's performance.