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I sighed. That was the 20th time we’d failed. We were still at the first checkpoint of Can’t Touch this Station, and we’d been there for an hour. Then a girl landed next to us. She had what I believed to be the “banger” hairstyle, pink ink (like us), and she wore actual normal clothes. However, unlike most inklings, her ink didn’t fade into purple or a darker version of her ink at the tips. Instead, they faded to red. “Who are you?” She looked at me, then the stage. She mumbled something. “What?” “You’re having trouble, so listen close and follow my instructions.” “What’s your name? Eight asked. “There is no time for introductions…” “What?” Bobble Hat laughed. “I think they’re lyrics to a song.” I nodded. Being a fan of music, I’d come to the same conclusion, but it still made no sense… What was she singing? Eight sighed. “What do we do?” “Follow me.” The inkling ordered. We encountered some enemies, but she easily fended them off. “So,” Eight asked. “What do you think of Tartar?” She sighed. She looked around, inking the area with a roller. “Its voice means to deceive you, my voice just wants to lead you…” Bobble Hat laughed. “What do you mean?” The girl looked around yet again, and it was only then I noticed she showed no emotion. “You’ll find out one day.” I sighed. “Is there a way we can contact you outside of this?” “If it succeeds, there will be no use for that.” She said. “If we encounter each other in the ‘Promised Land’ then I will give you my number.” Eight smiled. “Sounds like a good plan I guess.” The girl nodded. “It’s safe.” Then we went to the next checkpoint, I wasn’t sure how, but she’d managed to clear the way up until the final checkpoint. “I just remembered something…” the girl said. Bobble looked slightly confused. “What?” “It was the one that made us,” she pointed to the teal Octarians, “you’ll be the one to save us…” Eight frowned. “How about we talk after we’re done?” The girl nodded. “Good idea.” It didn’t take us too long to finish the whole thing. We received our mem cakes. Mine was of my teacher. Eight had an octopus of some kind. Bobble had a CD. The girl had… was that Skull? “How about we see what these things reveal?” Bobble asked. The girl sighed. “Fine. Put your hands on mine.” We did as she asked. Suddenly, we were in Wahoo World. The girl was practicing with an E-Liter while Skull helped her. “Careful now.” He said. “You could accidentally shoot Avi.” “I know…” She seemed to be getting the hang of it. Then, another inkling came. “Hey Meg!” He yelled. “What’s up brother?” Skull waved. “Nice to see you Vin.” He nodded. “What’s going on?” “She’s learning how to use an E-Liter.” Vin nodded. “Where’s Avi?” Skull pointed down. “There.” “That’s dangerous.” “He knows.” Then suddenly, we were back at the Metro. “Can we call you Meg?” Eight asked. She nodded. Bobble laughed. “You seem nice!” Meg smiled. “Thank you. I hope we meet in the ‘Promised Land’ one day.” She left. I never thought I’d see her again, but now that I think about it, she looks like Omega… What if it is her?