Pancake has issues

Who: Justin Pancake and Wolfgang Sweetsly
Where: Prison, Mime planet
When: Same time
<snip>
The commandant left them both alone and the yellow forcefield sealed them both
in. "So...." Started Wolfgang.
"I think I'm going to be sick." Said Justin, and his cheeks puffed out.
<end snip>
Wolfgang quickly looked around for a bucket for Justin to vomit into. The cell
was quite sparse, and didn't seem to have anything. Not even a toilet.
"Scheisser!" Wolfgang exclaimed, frantically running around. He looked back at
Justin, who was about to blow chunks.
He turned his attention to the forcefield, and hoped there was someone outside.
"Guard! Guard! I need a bucket!"
There was no reply, but Wolfgang heard a mime guard start to walk closer. It
wasn't fast enough though.
"Wait. Wait...Can you swallow it?" He asked.
Justin winced and swallowed.
After he finished he didn't look so great. "Oh my god... that was disgusting."
"It vould have been more disgusting if you'd puked in here." Wolfgang said.
The forcefield lowered, and a mime guard stood there pointing into the corner.
"What?" Justin asked.
The mime pointed more at the corner, and mimed a circle shape.
"I think he means there's a bucket in the corner." Said Wolfgang.
Justin looked. "No there isn't you dense white faced idiot."
The guard mimed pulling a chain and splashing water.
"Apparently there's a toilet in the corner there." Said Wolfgang.
"No there isn't. That's stupid!" Said Justin. He walked into the corner to
demonstrate, and banged his shin, then put his foot down an invisible lavatory.
"Smeg! Eeeewwww, it's all wet!" He said, lifting his foot out of the invisible
bog, all wet.
The mime guard grinned and walked away, and the impenetrable forcefield came
back up.
Justin and Wolfgang sat for a long time, wondering when they would be freed from
the prison.
"Can I ask you a question?" Asked Justin. Then started talking anyway. "Have yo
uever thought that someone was watching you?"
"Yes, there's a CCTV camera up there."
"No I mean through your entire life. Watching you and guiding you."
"You mean like... God or something?"
Justin shrugged. "Nah. I mean something real, not made up. Like an alien super
intelligence or non-corporeal being."
Wolfgang was about to reply with a profound answer. He opened his mouth but
Justin continued to talk. "I keep seeing these messages written in places, only
at times when I need help."
"What do the messages say?"
"Well normally something about a corridor. The corridor of infinite
perversions."
Wolfgang laughed. "That's ridiculous!"
"Why?"
"Cos it means nothing. You don't really think zat some supreme being iz guiding
you through life by viting scheisser like zat do you?"
Justin nodded. "I think I'm special. Like one day I might do something really
special that saves the entire universe. And this supreme being is helping me to
make the right decisions."
"By writing about some corridor of perverts?"
"Corridor of infinite perversions, yeah!"
"Don't you think zey vould write something useful, like 'donate to charity' or
'when the time comes, cut the blue wire'?"
Justin shrugged.
"What is this corridor of infinite perversions anyway? Some sort of strip club?"
"No idea. Sounds cool though!" Said Justin.
Then Justin heard a noise in his gut. "Oh smeg." He said.
"Vot?"
"I don't feel well."
"Are you going to be sick?"
"No.... other thing." Said Justin. "Look away!"
"What?"
"LOOK AWAY!" Justin fumbled with his bright orange prison jumpsuit, and tried to
unbutton it. After he'd done that he sat down on the invisible toilet and
sprayed high pressure brown jets into it.
<tag Wolfgang, what's your reaction? What happens next? I'll email you my ideas
of how this helps us escape!>