[ WP ] After enjoying a large coffee on the way to the office , you head to the bathroom to relieve yourself . While washing your hands , it becomes apparent that something is awry . You chance a glance out the door and realize that a group of masked men are tying up your coworkers . React .

It was a typical Friday morning. The realisation that the weeklong grind would come to an end and what approaches these next couple of days will help ease what is to come the following week. I walk out of the Starbucks with a venti vanilla frappe. It was n't coffee, but I figured I'd get this weekend off on the right foot. As I walked into my office, I could n't help but notice a group of unusually tall men, all dressed in black leather jackets, dirty blue jeans, and... running shoes? Huh, I thought to myself. What an odd choice in clothing. The thought left my head as quickly as it came by and I head to the restroom to relieve myself. While I washed my hands, I heard a lot of commotion and bumping on the other side of the restroom door. Yelling ensued and a loud pop followed. `` Everyone be quiet and get on the ground! You move and you will be killed,'' a heavy voice barked. No way, I thought. This ca n't be happening. 
 
 So here we are now, inside a bathroom stall trying to think. Think think think. But nothing comes to mind. `` What can I do?'' I say to myself. `` I've got to act quick.'' I crack open the bathroom door just enough to peer out into the office and I ca n't believe my eyes. My coworkers are being rounded up like cattle for the slaughter by the men I had seen earlier, except they are now donning balaclavas and armed with assault rifles. My coworkers are bound like they are in a chain gang. I see Chris crying hysterically and Jessica pleading for her life as she takes a butt of a rifle to the temple. `` Shut up and keep moving,'' growled Jessica's assailant. I ca n't bear to see them like this. If only... 
 
 Then it hit me. A bulb shines atop my head as I realise what I must do. I slowly open the door and raise my hands carefully. I can now see down every single barrel as I grab the attention of the masked men. `` Let them go,'' I ordered firmly. `` It's me you want, not them. I'm the manager and only I've got the code to the safe.'' The taller man of the group steps forward, like an alpha wolf leading his grizzly pack. `` And what makes us think we'll believe you?'' he asks, with a grunt of laughter. Shit. He's calling out my bluff. `` Look in my pockets,'' I quickly respond. `` You'll find a key to the safe room.'' He looks both men at each of his sides and nods. They jog to me and and drive their hands in my pockets as they hold me down. One of the men grabs the keys to my apartment and yells at the alpha wolf, `` Boss. I've got it!'' I can see the man smile through his mask as he releases my co-workers and walks closer to me. `` Lead the way.'' 
 
 We reach the door to the safe and he hands me my keys. They surround me, waiting for me to open the door to their prize. `` Come on. Open up!'' shouted the taller robber. `` I ca n't,'' I feebly whisper. `` And why not?'' he yells, his voice getting louder with frustration. `` I just ca n't.'' He immediately puts the gun on the back of my head and explains to me, `` You've got 3 seconds before I blow your brains out, kid!'' I just shut my eyes and pray. Thoughts of my childhood rush by, lost loves floating in the wind, and the many joys that I've had in life. `` 3.'' Goodbye mom and dad. You guys have always been great to me. `` 2.'' See you around world. Hope you guys do great things while I'm away. `` 1.'' And good bye my beloved coworkers. I'm glad that you're all safe. 
 
 Bang! 
 
 `` Leo. Leo! Wake up!'' 
 
 I jolt up to the face of my boss with a scowl on his face. `` Get back to work,'' he mutters as he walks back into the conference room. I look around the office to find everyone still here. Chris is typing away at the keyboard while Jessica is on call with a client. I check my mug to find it empty, dry rather. As I slowly understand what had just happened, I curse under my breath, `` Damn. It's only Monday.'' 
 

