Fake News Campaign

“How disgusting!” Someone expressed their thoughts in a Twitter post.

“Pedophiles all just should die!111” A Facebook post showed this persons’ rage.

And many more posts were spreading through the social media. Popularity rose so much that even search engines showed it on the first page. News agencies ate it all up.

Police investigations followed. Alek Kragstein was placed under suspicion. There was nothing to defuse the scandal bomb. Everything goes according to the plan.

“Mark, how goes the investigation?” Mark stopped looking at the folder and gave the person a short glance while huffing.

After a few seconds, he answered, “Yeah, it goes well. I’m just tired.” Give me a break.

“You should take some time off after this.”

“Sarah, what’s with your promotion?” Should thank me for this. Really. This idiot was caught by a student. Didn’t even used a VPN for his zombies.

“You heard already of it? The rumor kitchen works hard, I see.” Sandra rolled her eyes at him.

“Yeah, you should know that already, what with Kevin and Martin. I swear they are even better than the social media out there with their gossiping like housewives.” He put away the folder. Got himself a coffee and sighed in relief as he drunk from his cup. Heaven.

“Your addiction to coffee is really messed up.” She remarked with hands on her hip.

“Do you know what else is messed up? Yesterday, I missed the episode.”

“You and your anime. Really, unbelievable!” She could only shake her head at him.

His phone vibrated in his pockets, he ignored Sarah and took it out, unlocked it.

“King is so dumb. Didn’t use a VPN. ” Wiz complained over Telegram.

“No worries. He’s our scapegoat.” Eddie sent his answer, quick and short.

“Your wife?” Sarah asked with one eyebrow raised, while one of her fingers played with her hair.

“No, not this time. Just some old friend.”

Gerry woke up from his quick nap, he looked around him and saw that the others were sleeping. John slept in his chair, while Lucas was sleeping on the ground.

A sudden pain made itself noticeable. Apparently, he slept in a bad position. What a night. Now, what happened while we all dozed off?

He turned the monitor on and surfed through the web. He found many news articles about Alec in combinations with scandals, scandals we helped to spread.

Guiltily, he closed the tabs and rubbed his head while he groaned miserably. Fuck!

Gerry didn’t know what to do so he took a half-eaten pizza from somewhere and ate it without abandon. Too cold.

Ignoring the cold taste, he just shrugged his shoulders and continued to eat while he contemplated the situation he was in. No escape. Nothing to do, but wait for the fucker to contact us. What is my fucking life?!

“Did you see her? Her father...”

“What a disgusting pedophile. He -”

“Do you think she -”

And so on, her classmates gossiped at her without even the intention to hide it. As if she wasn’t even a human, but some animal. She wiped her tears off with her sleeves.

“Bitch!” Some of the girls pushed her to the ground. Why did daddy do it?

She couldn’t understand the world anymore. Before this, she loved going to school with her friends, but after her father was arrested and the media pushing their agenda, her friends distanced themselves off her as if they weren’t even friends to begin. Sobbing, she tried to get up but was again pushed by a girl to the ground. Laying there, she just couldn’t endure it anymore, her tears streamed down her cheeks as she bawled to the laughs of her classmates.

“You call yourself King, Alex König.” A stern woman in a suit stated as she took a big folder out of her bag.

“You know, someone like you won’t get a nice time in jail.” She continued as she flipped through the folder, “There will be some inmates with particular tastes if you know what I mean.”

Alex flinched at the comment, he tried to seem disinterested yet the woman before him could see his obvious ploy.

Instead, she sighed and leaned back in the metal chair. Closing her eyes for a moment, she used the silence to intimidate him into confessing his deeds.

Alex sweated, his body was hot. He didn’t know whether it’s the temperature or if he was nervous. His dream was to be on the news with his criminal deeds yet he didn’t if he enjoyed the attention at all. I just want to go home! Fuck, they didn’t even let me get my t-shirt.

“F-fuck you!” He tried to be tough. She ignored him completely like an unruly child. Sometimes silence is the best torture.

As Alek Kragstein was cuffed and dragged off by the police, some reporters tried to get few statements from him, “Mr. Kragstein, your thoughts?”

“Why do you did it?”

“Are you a pedophile, Mr. Kragstein?”

“I’m innocent!” He denied the accusations while struggling to justify his innocent.

“Please out of the way!” Called a policeman to the crowd.

Before a girl in a bedroom laid several cut newspaper with headlines about a teenager who murdered a policeman while escaping. She grabbed some articles and rearranged them to have a better overall view of the events which took place at the time.

“Maria! You will be late, again!” Her mother knocked on her door several times.

She ignored it, her mother continued, “Sweety! Don’t think about John! Just… Just...” Here she broke into sobs as she thought about what her son did.

Meanwhile, Maria used her computer to search for some more information about her brother with the help of Google Dorks. Apparently, he went underground, a fugitive from the law. Where are you? Did you really kill him? That’s too convenient. As if someone wants to blame him.

She gathered the newspapers and stuck them onto her wall in a particular order.

I need to access the security tapes. Personal or Not? No, I will go personally. Social engineering as a girl is easier.