I am a soldier in the fight against these parasites on the body of humanity!

[malkamar]

Someone I work with is a plague witch. They might not even be aware of their status as a bringer of ill omen and foul beast but they are. This person is even seemingly operating under the idea that that are doing good, being generous with their tainted gifts. To make their gift more odious, it is something that lies in wait as a trap for the curious or intelligent which causes me to feel targets. This elderly woman who no one can put a name or face to swept into our breakroom to deposit her vermin ridden mystery novels upon a shelf for any to take. It wasn't until days later when I noted that no one was biting at the idea of reading these books, not a shock, that I considered taking them to deposit at half price for personal profit. In the midst of my evaluations I noticed a trace of a foe I had personally vanquished and my blood ran cold. These trojan books were riddled with the fecal traces of Cimex lectularius, also known by its more common, humorously disarming name, the bedbug. Alarmed I checked the books quickly to see if I was merely jumping to conclusions or if they truly were on the return from where I banished their souls on our last exchange. Quickly flipping pages I discovered the larval form of the beast in the second book I checked. I had a coworker confirm they also saw the beast before I began my campaign of disposal to stem their potential. I threw away every contaminated book, and everything else on the shelf they were resting on. Burn and salt the fucking earth. I then took to being informative. I destroyed a nearby empty box resting uselessly on the floor to make a sign informing my fellows of the treachery inherent in the books. After I formed the sign and informed my coworkers I went on a quest nearly as difficult as killing this foes once and for all. I left to try and find a manager to inform them of the problem. I didn't hold much hope however due to the lack of caring our management team has shown about our visiting friends the rats and roaches. After spending twice the time my break of discovery was in the first place I finally managed to trap a member of management and caught two more even as I informed him. I passed the baton of responsibility to them and hope they can carry it forth into actually doing something. I'll not be holding my breath however. The entire experience raises two questions for me. The first is an abstract, is the person who put those books there the person who caused my own woes and forced me into my knowledge? If I were cornered into making fighting bedbugs a role playing system I would go with Call of Cthulhu. I have gained Lore about these nefarious beings but paid in Sanity to do so. I would have preferred to have the option to remain ignorant. The second question is more direct. Who is my misguided good Samaritan? I wish to inform her of her problem and perhaps help her to solve it.

I will vanquish my foes. No matter how many there are, I live in one of the most infested cities in the country. I will give information and protect the ignorant who are being bled dry.