At home, Guy and Thea took off their disguises and sat at the kitchen table. They stared at each other for a minute.
“I have an idea,” Guy said.
“I’m all ears,” Thea said.
“I’m afraid to talk about it, though,” he said. “With all that advanced tech they have in Capitol, have you ever considered the possibility that Mark may have had Creeps put into our bodies without our knowing, to track us, or record what we say?”
“How could they have put tech in us, and how would it be able to ‘record’ what we say?”
“That may be how they stopped that other guy from helping us.”
“I know,” she said. “I’ve thought about that possibility ever since I realized, at the mall, that our informer wasn’t going to arrive. It’s just a chance we’ll have to take. We knew from the moment we were being hired that we were putting ourselves in huge danger, but we’ve got to save Petunia.”
“We’ve got to save all of them, not just her.”
She smiled from hearing him say that. You have humanity, Guy, she thought; there’s hope for you. Not bad, for a man. “You’re right. If Mark is tracking us with something, maybe he doesn’t monitor it all the time. Maybe he only does it when he suspects somebody. Let’s hope he isn’t monitoring us now. By remaining in creepy character at all times when we’re around him, maybe he’ll never suspect, and will never monitor us. Now, what’s your plan?”
“Well, apart from Officer Van Gorder, Mark’s paying off the police and the government, right? Well, what if we provided evidence so compelling that even the corrupt authorities just couldn’t ignore it, especially if we had Van Gorder show it to them?”
“OK, but how do we provide that evidence in a compelling way? Mark won’t let us download any of it. I’m sure that’s how our would-be informer got caught.”
“What if we used the Creeps on Mark and the staff, and manipulated them into confessing to their crimes themselves, just as Petunia was made to pretend she likes being a sex-worker?”
“That…just…might work,” Thea said with a grin. “We’d have to find a way to get all the staff in a place together, maybe set up a fake general meeting in the staff room; then we could lock them in so they couldn’t escape, then unleash the Creeps on them. Any staff not affected might try to stop us. And we’d need lots of staff members to corroborate the confessions, to make the proof more assured.”
“We’d have to use the green Creeps on the staff, to make them more docile and cooperative when confessing. They have Sodium Pentothal mixed in them, a kind of truth serum.”
“And we’d need to use blue Creeps, to knock them all out while we prepare everything for the police and Ministry of Labour. It will all have to be timed to perfection.”
“I hope Mark isn’t monitoring us now,” Guy said.
“What if he finds out we have a…friend…we’re trying to rescue? What if he were to use the yellow Creeps on her? What could we do?”
“We’ll have to think of some kind of precaution, that’s for sure,” Guy said, then thought, I wonder if I could exploit Mark’s raw-fucking habit in some way.
Guy lay in bed that night, dreaming:
He was in the white room with naked Kusiima, licking her pussy. He blew in her vagina, panting out the words, “We’re going to set you all free.”
She sighed, “Thank you, Jack.”
“I’m not Jack,” he panted inside her cunt. “I’m Guy.” A drop of his saliva entered her pussy. He stopped licking for a second and looked at the drop. It was a green drop, now wiggling like a worm. It crawled deeper inside her.
He stood up and pulled out his cock. He looked down at his lover, but now saw naked Mark, on his knees as Kusiima had been.
“I wanna piss on your face,” he said, then began spraying yellow all over Mark’s face.
The piss came out like wiggling yellow worms, Creeps that crawled into Mark’s mouth, ears, and nostrils. Soon, Mark’s whole body was on fire.
As he sat there burning, Mark confessed, “I’m holding these girls here against their will. We drug them all. We kill the ones that no longer make us a profit. All branches of Capitol should be shut down.”
Guy slept like a baby.