[center][img]http://txt-dynamic.static.1001fonts.net/txt/dHRmLjExNi4zZGMwZDYuUjNWdC4wAA,,/straightjacket-bb.regular.png[/img][/center] [h2][b]Pacific Point- Bed, Bath, and Beyond[/b][/h2] [b]Mentions:[/b](Kyra Muller)[@Dedonus] [hr] One moment Gum was running, gunfire cutting through the store scenery behind him like a knife as he moved. Then he heard the opening of doors and the smashing of windows as round cylinders splashed across the floor. Before his racing, adrenaline poisoned mind could fully process what they were they burst. Light and sound. Like the death throes of an angel. His insides were shook as they struck him, nearly rattling his brain in its cavity as he was thrown back. In an instant everything was gone. His vision reduced to snow and his hearing little more than a razor sharp whine. The young boy couldn’t even feel properly as the splintering, root deep pain in both sets of hears blacked out every other sensation. Gum had crashed backwards into one of the store walls, crushing the cheap white plaster with his impact and not even realizing it. Though his senses no longer spoke to him Gum remained standing. Propped up against the wall, one hand digging claws into the plaster as the other awkwardly clutched the rifle he had picked up. The young boy, bleeding from the ears, crying from the eyes, and standing on shaking legs did not fall. [color=48D1CC][i]“I can’t. Not here! I didn’t tell mom where I was going...she’ll get mad. Dad, Analis, I can’t die here! I DON’T WANT TO DIE!”[/i][/color] Feline teeth biting into his lip hard enough to draw blood Gum lifted the rifle and aimed it forward. All he saw was white and could barely feel the weight of the rifle against his arm as his nerves pulsed with white hot pain. For all he knew the robbers had guns pointed at him and were a breath away from firing. Steeling himself the boy began to curl his finger around the trigger when- [sub][sub][sup]“Freeze!”[/sup][/sub][/sub] His vision swam and at the very bottom of his ear drums Gum could almost swear he heard something amongst the white noise. [sub][sub]“Drop the weapon and put your hand in the air!”[/sub][/sub] The noise came again and this time it was accompanied by images, albeit crude outlines of them. Figures, man, tall and bulky pointing things at him. Gum whole body shook as it seemed he was surrounded by the robbers. But slowly things came into focus. Clearer shapes, sharper colors. Eventually the letters S.W.A.T became clear. [sub]“Drop your weapon or we WILL shoot!”[/sub] Finally the voice came in properly, though only barely. Gum’s breathing slowed as he realized that it was the police he was surrounded by and not the robbers. Relief began to pour over him. [color=48D1CC][i]“I’m safe. The police are here and I-”[/i][/color] Gum stopped, dazed eyes going wide as the hot wetness against his face reminded him. Moments before he’d pulled the trigger on one, or was it two robbers? They were pointing guns at him and he got ahold of a gun so it made sense. He’d seen it done in games, movies, in virtually everything. It’d been so easy Gum had done it without thinking. Without needing to think about what to do or what he had done. Without realizing he had killed someone. [color=48D1CC]“Ahh. Ahhhh. [i][b]AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH[/b][/i]!”[/color] Gum began to scream. His entire body trembled as the situation caved in on him. Water soaking his clothes, blood on his face, barely able to hear, barely able to see, with police pointing guns at him in a Bed Bath & Beyond he had snuck out to in the middle of the night. Gun slipping from his grip Gum clutched the top of his head whimpering in pain as three SWAT officers rushed him. Sprinting up to him one lashed out and buried the butt of their shotgun into the boy’s chest. Bile spewing from his lips and ending his cries, Gum was struck by telescopic batons as the two remaining SWAT officers beat him to his trembling knees. “What’s going on over there?” Another SWAT member yelled, and the three made looked to one another. “The subject resisted arrest and has been detained.” One said in a flat, almost monotone voice. A lie the questioning officer simply nodded to, oblivious to the truth. - Devil slipped on his blinders and ear seals moments before the flashbangs flew into the building. Senses gone, back pressed against a wall of a store shelf, he considered for a brief moment warning the others. But only for a moment. Feeling the stun grenades shake the room through his bones a smile crept across the professional robber’s face. Images of his team writing on the floor blind eyes and trashed eardrums brought momentary catharsis. Peeling the covers from his eyes and the caps off his ears Devil was greeted to moans, groans, and the sound of police issue boots splashing across the floor. Raising his hands above his head he waited patiently as one of the SWAT teams swept into view, weapons raised. “FRE-” [b]“Yes, yes, freeze. Don’t shoot we surrender!”[/b] The robber leader’s announcement was met by disoriented groans as all but one of his men lay on the floor clutching the sides of their heads. Tower still stood, weaving back and forth on shaking legs, fingers still curled around the grips of his microgun. His own ear seals fell to the floor with a splash as he blinked, shaking his head as his vision had been reduced to nothing but white. [b]“W-wha-” [/b] “[b]I said [i]we surrender[/i][/b].” Devil’s town deepened as he looked between the blinded Tower and the SWAT officers, their fingers tightening around their triggers at the mere sight of the hulking man’s gun. With a heavy, almost pained, groan Tower threw up his hands and sent his microgun crashing to his feet. Dropping to their knees the SWAT team rushed in, practically grabbing Devil and Tower by the throats as they cuffed them and the other conveniently floor criminals. “Area has been secure. Conducting a further sweep of the building but all hostiles appear to be accounted for.” One of the SWAT officers announced over the radio to the police line outside.