Chemsok Corporate Guards don't have it easy... After the poor 3rd Classer issued her complaint, was scolded by the management and had been demoted, she was assigned to deliver a briefcase to another department within the premises. It looked quite important, since it had been chained to her wrist. "Protect this with your life. Don't screw this up!" She never asked what the contents could possibly be. Probably some DNA sample for a new product or some other dangerous organic thingemeling. The main point was to get this across the Chemsok grounds without running into trouble.
However, as things go at Chemsok, those mysterious pink clouds appeared again. Just as the Corporate Guard thought. "Wait, am I having a deja vu
?" She felt her body go weak again. Another spy walked up to her, this time masked differently, with an MCU-2/P. The spy grabbed the 3rd Classer's arm, just as she was slowly slumping to the ground. "Silly management." She heard the spy say as she lost consciousness. "Always using the same old equipment with the same old keys. This is just too easy! I need to notify management about this!" "Wait!" The 3rd Classer thought. "Is she Chemsok? Am I a test dummy?" The spy looked at the fading 3rd Classer. "You silly girl." The spy said, her eyes smiling behind the visor of her protective mask. "So ignorant."
"I should run away..." The Corporate Guard thought as fell she asleep. "It has happened before... I can't...."Third in a short series of commissioned illustrations for dominic100.