It really will happen

FIVE

Nerves tingling now, slightly perspiring. I don’t think I’ve had a bad life, but what do I know? It is most likely just a huge mistake. How the hell did I get here?

FOUR

Yeah, yeah. Like it’s really going to happen. I mean, why would it? What have I ever done that even slightly out-strips interesting? I don’t even know the guy who’s name I’m being called! They’ve got it all wrong! Idiots!

THREE

OH SHIT! It really is going to happen. As I take a glimpse at the gun, my stomach lurches. Its like a really bad dream. No. A nightmare. One of those you wake up from covered in sweat and your bed-clothes are soaked. The slight sweat is now a pool in my shoes. Why is this happening?

TWO

Just calm down. The more scared you look, the more they will benefit. What can I think about? Ah, my dog. My little dachshund, Freddie. What if I never see him again? Oh no, no, no, no. It can’t be like this, its too fucked up. Somebody save me, please stop this from happening.

ONE

“Everybody get on the fucking ground!” I shout, as it appears nobody in the bank will stop me.

What a crying shame.