Laying against the wall of the room, Jamar, John, and the teller wait as just outside someone can be heard weeping as they’re shoved along. The sound of a gun being cocked echoes into the room as a man can be heard sobbing.

“Hurry the fuck up and open the door.” A voice shouts.

“I- I can’t. The vault can only be opened during specific time windows.”

Bullets fly into the air as screams accompany them.

John looks over at Jamar who shakes his head at him.

“Don’t fucking play with me. Just do what I say and nobody will get hurt.” The voice responds.

John cringes at the sound of an old man crying. The sound of the man being bludgeoned can be heard as a gasp can be heard. The old man seems to be wheezing for air.

“Anyone else want to play games with me!?”

“Open it up!” The voice shouts.

The man can be heard struggling to get up as he can be heard leaning against the wall, the teller is beginning to cry as Jamar just looks at the ground visibly annoyed. John checks his phone only to see he has no signal.

His footsteps can be heard as they move towards the vault.

“It’s not going to work.” He says.

Cranks can be heard as presumably the old man begins to try to unlock the vault.

“See, look what I told you? This guys full of shit.”

Moving around the bits, the old man stops.

“Hey, hey, hey. Why’d you stop?”

“If I continue doing it, the alarm is going to sound and the police will be on their way. The vault isn’t going to open if I try.”

One of the gangsters clicks their tongue.

“Just hurry up and do it already.” They respond.

The man unhatches the last part as the locks open. The alarms begin to ring inside of the bank as the old man begins to panic.

“W- wait. I did everything you asked me to-”

A gunshot can be heard.

“Get the explosives onto the door. We’ll wait for the cops.”

“This is where the fun begins.” A gangster can be heard saying as he laughs.

Gunfire can be heard coming from outside.

“They’re already here!” A voice shouts.

“Fuck!”

“Must’ve tripped a silent alarm. Use the hostages!” One of them replies.

“Move! Move!” A strong voice says.

“Get outside!”

Gunfire rings inside the building as the firefight begins. A string of machine gun fire rushes inside of the room where John and Jamar are in as they duck and cover as the barrage flies through in an arc.

John looks over at Jamar as the teller begins to pee himself.

Jamar nods.

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Suddenly an explosion rocks the building as a loud thud shakes the floor of the complex.

“Hurry up! The hostages are gone! SWAT are already here.”

Taking out their pistols, John and Jamar make their way to the door.

They hear as people move around them in and out of the vault as gunfire can continue to be heard, they patiently wait as the teller looks over at them.

John opens up the door slightly as he peeks out.

A few people are near the entryway of the choke point into the secure area, one of them stands in front of the doorway as several bullets hit him, he shakes it off. An afterimage can be seen running past as it carries several bags in and out of the vault.

A leader can be seen walking up to it.

“Go help the others.” He says.

John closes the door as he looks over at Jamar. He shakes his head.

“What did you see?”

“I don’t know about this. They got one with a cloak and the rest of them are juiced up.”

“Fuck, you serious?” Jamar says.

“You guys have to do something.” The teller says a bit too loudly.

“What the fuck was that?”

Jamar and John look over at the teller.

“Think it came from there.”

A spray of bullets flies into the room as the teller is hit.

Jamar looks over at John who nods.

Jamar breaches the door as John runs out. Outside several men wearing clown masks look over at them, John takes the first few shots at them as they continue to spray into the room as the others are seemingly preoccupied with SWAT.

They look over as John shoots both of the goons in the head. John runs forwards as Jamar takes his back, looking over inside the vault, a few other men carrying bags spot them before they can drop them, Jamar sprays them down as they run for cover.

Following them a trail of bullets flies towards them narrowly missing them.

A few of them look over towards them from the choke point, giving just enough time for one of them to be shot in the head from a sniper round.

“Fuck!” The Leader shouts.

“You two with me.”

The Leader orders as two of the few remaining gang members walk over with him as they slowly approach the corner John and Jamar ran towards.

The Leader pulls out a flash grenade and throws it over.

Doing so, he peeks around the corner. Emptying his clip with the others.

It’s empty.

They look around confused as from above a barrage of bullets flies onto them. From on top of a weird semi-roof like structure, John and Jamar make their way towards the choke point as they open fire on the remaining gang members.

Clearing the room they jump back down.

They look out from the choke point to see a bunch of dead SWAT members as two behemoths of SWAT officers in oversized full body armor and plate suits. They awkwardly dance around as they shoot their miniguns blindly around each other.

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From a rooftop across from them, a sniper looks over at John and Jamar, aiming at Jamar’s head, the sniper picks up her radio.

“I got two new combatants, dressed as civilians who don't seem to be enemies. Should I shoot?”

“That’s a negative, observe and see what they do.”

“Roger that.”

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Back at the scene, one of the behemoths falls to the ground as his knee is slit. An afterimage can be seen dancing and running around them as minigun fire trails behind it.

Jamar and John watch, unsure what to do.

“Maybe we should run out there and help him?” Jamar says.

“Are you crazy?”

The gunfire flies towards their direction as tracers can be seen flying around. They take cover behind the wall as they look over.

“Oh second thought, let’s just wait and see what happens.”

The second behemoth is cut in the back as his feed for his minigun is cut off. It continues to whirr as nothing comes out, noticing this, the behemoth looks down and drops his gun.

He desperately looks around for the afterimage, unable to see anything.

Then an orange beam of light can be seen coming out. The behemoth looks up as he sees the afterimage on top of him as the razorwire begins to fit around his neck like a noose.

John looks over as he winces. Just as the afterimage is able to finish the job.

John takes aim as he shoots at her, for a brief moment the cloak malfunctions as a woman is visible, she looks over at them as she’s instantly shot in the head. Glass flies through the air as a sniper bullet connects.

Seeing this, John sighs. Walking out into the open, John drops his gun as raises his hands.

Jamar looks over from the corner.

“John, what the hell are you doing? Are you trying to get yourself killed?”

The behemoth falls to the floor as he sighs in relief.

He takes off his helmet trying to catch his breath.

Then a swarm of SWAT officers begins to rush inside the building.

“Come out with your hands up!” They shout.

Seeing this, John looks over at Jamar who clicks his tongue.

“Ah, you’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.”