Try the new AI-powered Infinite Story.

Hall of Infinite Doors

You navigate through the ventilation system until you arrive above Stacey's spacious apartment. Stacey asks the gentlemen to sit at the table across from she and Tricia.

Stacey speaks. "Well Peter, how'd we do last month?"

The white haired man pulls a thick envelope out of his left breast pocket and throws it in front of Stacey. "Not too bad, really. How are things on your end?"

"Some of the girls are getting nervous. I think we should stop using Jessica and Leslie as they may snap and go to the police."

"I understand," sighs Peter in a heavy voice. "We'll probably have to use the new pledges. How is this year's crop?"

"Very good," replies Stacey. "I've already filled out the forms of which men they need to seduce for the dorm to accept them. I've also found them mentors who won't give us any trouble."

"Can I get that brunnette that was sitting in front?" asks the second man.

"The customer always comes first, Walter," states Peter flatly. "Maybe we could get the cameras re-installed on the outside. That would allay a lot of fears."

"People are concerned," says Stacey. "There's also been some petty thefts."

"That will work to our advantage. Get the cameras re-installed. What is planned after the pledge process?"

"Well," explains Stacey, "we have the Halloween party, which was a success for our customers last year. We have an auction to begin the spring semester. And then we have the final banquet."

"That needs to be really special. The ladies must wear their nicest things. See if this petty thief thing can work for us. Create an incident if you can, and get everyone to put their cash and valuables in the safe soon after the beginning of the semester. I suspect the ladies will relax after that a bit, and then we can create some other incident right before the ball to make them do what we need."

"Sounds good," chimes Stacey. Tricia nods her head as if she understands.

"Do you have those profiles of the new pledges," asks Peter.

"I got 'em" exclaims Tricia, who hurries over to the desk to grab them and hand them to Walter. Walter tucks them into his briefcase.

Peter and Walter say good-byes and rise to leave.

You decide to: