You got yourself just enough time to get out your weapon after a series of punches and kicks.
Unfortunately, you were too slow and you let your guard down. As you reached for your backpack, the 2 of the octolings grabbed your arms. The 3rd got out a syringe full of turquoise ink and stabbed it in your arm.
YOU ARE READING
Sanitized: A Create Your Own Adventure Book
FanfictionProbably nobody thought of this, but yes- I am so obsessed with Splatoon that I'm doing this.