No, stay quiet

Sorry, Jeremy, it’s too dangerous for a weak **** like me. You made a sign of negation with your head, and the gunner looks at you with disappointment.

-You’re just a ****! You are meant to suffer and get fucked! - Jeremy whispers, - So why can’t you just…

-What’s going on here?

Oops! Carried away by your dispute, you missed Frank came closer and now stands above Jeremy.

-What do you want from our little slavegirl, buddy? - he asks Jeremy.

You look at Jeremy’s eyes, trying to tell him mentally “No, please. Don’t do it. You are gonna get us killed!”

But he doesn’t listen to you mute appeal. Jeremy suddenly puts his hand under the coat and pulls out the gun…

For several seconds you feel like the time has stopped. While Jeremy is aiming his gun at Frank in slow-mo, you manage to think that visiting the robbed bank wasn’t your best idea…

And then Frank accurately kicks the gun out of Jeremy’s hand, and then knocks him out with another kick.

-You fucker! I told you to stay calm! You wanted to shoot me? - Franks kicks **** Jeremy’s ribs, - Or maybe you wanted me to shoot you? Don’t count on it, fucker! I said, my bullets are not for you.

Wow. That was impressive… Frank is truly a very dangerous and strong man… and you can’t help but look at his butt fitted in tight pants. You get a best view of it, because Frank crouches down and goes through Jeremy’s pockets to find out if he had any more weapons, and then turns around and looks at you.

-He wanted to convince you to rebel, but you didn’t agree? Good ****. Good.

You blush, and Frank stands up and walks to the centre point of bank’s hall.

-Ladies and gentlemen, can I have your attention, please? Yes, look at me, everybody!

Frightened customers and clerks obediently look at Frank.

-Our robbery is almost over. But you’re such a wonderful audience, that we would like to take one person with us. Normally, we’d just choose one by ourselves, but today I thought, that maybe it’s not democratic. Maybe we should grant this choice to you. Maybe we even have a volunteer to become our hostage? - Frank asks, and you can hear a smile in his voice. - We can offer you a city tour by car and maybe even a fascinating police chase...

A murmur runs through the ranks. Is it a joke? What crazy person would offer themself as a hostage?

And you agree with them. You must be absolutely insane to give yourself to robbers. Because even if you stay alive after chase, you can’t be sure these dangerous criminals will set you free...

But isn’t this what you were dreaming about?