The devil

"Attention, everyone", said the devil on the intercom. This system was probably used to make worker announcements, but now it was repurposed for his use.

"It has been brought to my attention that we have a spy in our midst. Someone who can avoid being seen."

Dana felt her blood run cold. He had guessed what was happening!

"To the spy, I say this: Surrender now, and perhaps you will live. Cause any more trouble, and you will wish you were dead."

Dana was in deep shit, and she knew it. She had to find this generator, and fast.

She started moving towards a possible location, when suddenly bright lights clicked on in front of her. She saw some guards under the light. "Can't go there", she thought, and turned around, going in a different direction.

After she advanced a little, another light turned on - this time centered on her location. A guard appeared from behind the shelves, advancing on her. He made a move to grab her, and she narrowly managed to avoid being caught by ducking under him. She ran towards the safety of the darkness, but not before she felt a hand grasp in her direction. The fingers closed in around the fabric on her lower back, pulling her suit apart. As she escaped, her heart skipped a beat as she heard an unmistakable ripping sound.

Her breath racing, she managed to find a hiding spot behind another row of shelves. She surveyed the damage by feeling her backside with her hands. The guard had widened the existing cuts on the suit. She felt only bare skin from the start of her hips until her thigh - her ass was completely exposed.

Before she had time to think of solutions, a spotlight lit up again revealing her location. Like last time, another guard jumped her. On pure instinct, she managed to avoid him, but not before he managed to grab a hold of a loose section of suit near her chest. As she turned around and ran, the fabric ripped clean off, exposing her entire left breast. She ran into the darkness, clutching her chest.

Soon enough, this happened a third time, then a fourth, and then a fifth. No matter where she ran, her location would be revealed, and she would barely escape. Each time, they would damage her suit further, making lose her dignity bit by bit. She was being hunted, and this hunter liked toying with his prey.

As she ran into another hiding place, she came upon a mirror. She felt a sinking feeling in her stomach as she looked at the state of her suit.

There were large rips along her shoulder and upper arms, with only a thin sections of fabric holding up the the suit. Her breasts were freely swaying due to rips along the side and front. The cut that had exposed her crotch had expanded to reach her mid thigh.

She turned around, and the situation was worse on her back. For all intents and purpose, nothing covered it anymore. She was exposed from the small of her back, down to her ass and thighs.

Dana felt despair. There was no way she could be hidden anymore. She was surrounded on all sides, nowhere left to run. She had been stripped and defeated, again.

It was over.

The intercom blared again. "Spy, I know where you are. Surrender now, or else.."