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Chapter 44 by Aroband Aroband

How should Aiden corrupt the front desk?

With a quick jab

Deciding to try and accomplish his goal as quickly as possible, Aiden extended a tendril from his palm, extending it along the floor towards the man standing behind the desk. He focused on the virus inside him, refining it to its most potent form. He took the concentrated essence of the infection and gathered it in a small stinger on the end of the tendril. Reaching the man's feet, Aiden steeled himself and made the extension of himself shoot upwards and jab the man in the back of the neck, withdrawing the tendril back to himself just as quickly.

The man behind the desk felt nothing but a small sting at the base of his skull, absently scratching at it and getting back to work.

Satisfied, Aiden mentally commanded the man to subconsciously disregard any calls from rooms about noise complaints. He would end up taking the call, assuring the caller that they would deal with the noise, and immediately forget he had gotten a call at all.

Pleased that he was already finished with the task, Aiden decided to try something else. The hotel was a big place after all and would take more than a few servers and infected roaming around to overrun. He had a new plan, now he just needed someone to help him with it. He looked around the spacious lobby, searching for his unwitting assistant.

Who does he spot to help him?

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