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A bank teller has just been approached by a masked man with a gun, demanding all the money. Luckily, they’ve watched a lot of crime dramas...

False Expectations

“Go get all the money from the safe!” I flinched as the masked man jerked his gun to the space behind me. “Now!” “O-okay.” I stuttered, turning to rush to the safe, but once my back was to the man I smiled. I had prepared all my life for something like this. All those crime dramas and documentaries were gonna pay off today. I pretended to fumble with the keys to one of the safes and dropped them. I looked back with a convincing look of fear then bent down as if to pick up the keys. I quickly searched the floor and pocketed the big metal door stop near me. I grabbed a few wads of hundred dollar bills to bring back to the man. “I-i-is this e-enough?” I placed the money on the counter with shaking hands. “Stop with the BS and get the rest!” He shouted, jerking his gun again. I spun around with my head low and clutched the door stop. “Aaaahh!” I screamed my battle cry as I spun on my heal with my makeshift weapon in hand and ran towards the man. I swung at his head in an attempt to knock him out but he dogged. I tried to jump over the too tall counter but slid over the top, landing butt first onto the other side. Suddenly I felt a something hit the back of my head. I could hear the talking in the background slowly getting more distanced as the ringing in my ears got louder. Then, I was out.
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