FEBRUARY 17,1995

A black screen starts it all.A camera is the thief's weapon of choice.

Slowly, colour seeps in, and we can see an unfocused alley. The view suddenly sharpens, but we cannot see the mysterious figures, as they are hidden by shadow.

"You sure 'bout this?"An unidentifiable voice. "She might not be ready."

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"Guess what?"A male asked sarcastically, "I'm actually realllyyyy realllyyyy sure about this. It's totally not possible that this plan won't blow up in my face."

"Is that a bit of sass I hear?"

"Yes, undeniabl-" He burst into a fit of coughing.

"Jesus!Oh *BEEEPPP*, not again..."

A bluish glow lit up the alley. The coughing subsides.

"Oh *BEEEPPP*, Stevens, there's someone spying on us! Get out of here! Just leave the cash!"

The camera can pick up frantic wheezing as the owner drops it and runs. It rolls, then rolls off a ledge and cracks.

A black screen ends it all.