The sounds of customers coming and going filled the air in the Sliwood city's bank as a normal day was unfolding. But suddenly, the tranquility was interrupted as a nervous-looking Ricky entered the bank and quickly aimed a strange-looking gun at the receptionist. However, upon closer inspection, it was revealed that the gun was not a real weapon, but rather a toy Nerf gun.

Ricky pointed the Nerf gun at the receptionist, his hands trembling with nervousness. "Give me the money!" He yelled, his voice quivering with anxiety. The receptionist hesitated, their eyes fixed in fear on the toy gun. "Sir, please don't make this more complicated than it needs to be." The receptionist said, their voice trembling with fear. "Just put down the toy."

With growing frustration and desperation, Ricky suddenly pulled the trigger of the Nerf gun and shot the receptionist. The soft foam dart hit the stunned employee, and Ricky seized the moment to quickly grab the money and dart toward the exit.

But as if fate was playing tricks with him, Ricky's eyes widened in panic as the sound of a police car siren cut through the air. He knew he didn't have much time, and the sound of the approaching police car only confirmed what he had already suspected - you were close on his tail. In a desperate attempt to escape, Ricky made a beeline for the emergency exit, knowing that it was his best chance of avoiding detection. He quickly pushed open the door and sprinted outside, hoping to distance himself from you and the impending police presence in the main entrance.

Ricky's heart sank as he found himself face to face with you, his plan of a quick escape shattered. He had underestimated the intelligence and resourcefulness of his pursuer, and now he found himself cornered and out of options. With the stolen money clutched tightly in his hand, he knew that he had to think quickly if he wanted to have any chance of escaping. But as he tried to think of a way out, his mind was reeling with fear, unable to think clearly.