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So, APPARENTLY you're NOT supposed to get onto a security camera when you're on a stealth mission.

Well, how the hell was I supposed to know that? I didn't get the memo.

Anywho, Me and my buddy, Trevor, needed a place to hide, FAST. this infected known as Charlotte spotted us due to our little escapade in front of the camera. Now, all we needed to do is hide.

Think it's easy?

WRONG.

It's like hide-and-go seek, but replace seek with "interrogate-and-eviscerate."

"Dude, just get behind a door or something!" Trevor half-whispered, half-shouted at me.

"It's not that simple! They'll be searching every nook and cranny for us."

That's a funny saying, "nook-and-cranny"

"We need to hide somewhere complex, somewhere that they wouldn't even BOTHER to look."

Trevor decided that the best course of action was to let Simian take over, and hide in a filing cabinet.

What it had in it, I don't know

I decided to go with the air vents.

Ya gotta love air vents, cozy, compact, and if built right, can support a surprising amount of weight.

I ducked down in there, and stood my ground, not making any noise.

Okay, turns out it WASN'T so hard.

Still, the stakes are higher.

I heard a rustling noise, followed by some chuckling.

Trevor was flopping out of the drawer, he looked....... not too good.

I looked at the label on the drawer that read "Narcotics"

As you can imagine, this can ONLY end badly.

"Trevor! We're supposed to be hiding!"

"MeG? IzZat YoU?" He said slurring his words.

"What? NO! It is NOT Meg!"

"CmErE yOu FoX."

Oh no.

NO.

NONONONONONOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

OH, GOD NO.

HE JUST,

HIS MOUTH, ON MY MASK.

GHHHEEEAAAGGGHHHHHHH NO!

After that horrendous and mind-shattering moment, I slapped a spare mask of mine on his face so that....

ugghhhhhhhh

THAT wouldn't happen again.

"C'mon, you stoned chimp, We're gettin' up to the vents."

"OoOh, I lIkE wHeRe ThIs Is GoInG." He chuckled.

Oh, so many terrible images happened there. SO MANY.

I let my trusty parasite, Aguijon take over.

We flew up into the vents, and flew north.

I shifted back and dragged Trevor along.

MAN, that guy needs to lay off the sammiches.

"MeG? I mIsS Yoouuuuuuuuuuuu......."

Oh dear sweet jeebis, at this rate he's going to be more noisy than I am!

Maybe I should have gagged him with a sock?

I'll keep that idea for later.

Anyways, seeing how dragging him wasn't working, I shifted back into Aguijon, letting him take over

I buzzed forward for about ten minutes, when it was then I shifted back to normal.

And........ I think I'll leave the rest for Raf to explain.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go take a very long shower.

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So, APPARENTLY you're NOT supposed to get onto a security camera when you're on a stealth mission.

Well, how the hell was I supposed to know that? I didn't get the memo.

Anywho, Me and my buddy, Trevor, needed a place to hide, FAST. this infected known as Charlotte spotted us due to our little escapade in front of the camera. Now, all we needed to do is hide.

Think it's easy?

WRONG.

It's like hide-and-go seek, but replace seek with "interrogate-and-eviscerate."

"Dude, just get behind a door or something!" Trevor half-whispered, half-shouted at me.

"It's not that simple! They'll be searching every nook and cranny for us."

That's a funny saying, "nook-and-cranny"

"We need to hide somewhere complex, somewhere that they wouldn't even BOTHER to look."

Trevor decided that the best course of action was to let Simian take over, and hide in a filing cabinet.

What it had in it, I don't know

I decided to go with the air vents.

Ya gotta love air vents, cozy, compact, and if built right, can support a surprising amount of weight.

I ducked down in there, and stood my ground, not making any noise.

Okay, turns out it WASN'T so hard.

Still, the stakes are higher.

I heard a rustling noise, followed by some chuckling.

Trevor was flopping out of the drawer, he looked....... not too good.

I looked at the label on the drawer that read "Narcotics"

As you can imagine, this can ONLY end badly.

"Trevor! We're supposed to be hiding!"

"MeG? IzZat YoU?" He said slurring his words.

"What? NO! It is NOT Meg!"

"CmErE yOu FoX."

Oh no.

NO.

NONONONONONOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

OH, GOD NO.

HE JUST,

HIS MOUTH, ON MY MASK.

GHHHEEEAAAGGGHHHHHHH NO!

After that horrendous and mind-shattering moment, I slapped a spare mask of mine on his face so that....

ugghhhhhhhh

THAT wouldn't happen again.

"C'mon, you stoned chimp, We're gettin' up to the vents."

"OoOh, I lIkE wHeRe ThIs Is GoInG." He chuckled.

Oh, so many terrible images happened there. SO MANY.

I let my trusty parasite, Aguijon take over.

We flew up into the vents, and flew north.

I shifted back and dragged Trevor along.

MAN, that guy needs to lay off the sammiches.

"MeG? I mIsS Yoouuuuuuuuuuuu......."

Oh dear sweet jeebis, at this rate he's going to be more noisy than I am!

Maybe I should have gagged him with a sock?

I'll keep that idea for later.

Anyways, seeing how dragging him wasn't working, I shifted back into Aguijon, letting him take over

I buzzed forward for about ten minutes, when it was then I shifted back to normal.

And........ I think I'll leave the rest for Raf to explain.

Now, if you'll excuse me, I have to go take a very long shower.