You were working at the bank when suddenly somebody yells, telling them to get down on the floor.

You jump behind the counter and run into the back. Your body freezes as you hear gunshots and several people whimpering and crying. You had to keep composure and do something.

Then, a man walks back into the back where you are. He looked tall, a mask clad over his face. He points a gun at you, “get down.” He spoke in a stern voice, pointing his gun down to the floor.