[ WP ] You are a rookie hero , trying to stop a planned robbery .

“ Oh my God. Oh my God. Oh my God. ” 
 
 Leanna ’ s panting probably could ’ ve been heard through the vault doors. Fat chance of the'burglars' being surprised once they cracked open the safe now, Omanni mused. Idiot. 
 
 “ Guys, guys! ” she said with a little more fervor. “ I really think… ” she cut herself off when gagged on something, probably her own vomit. “ I think we ’ re running out of air. Oh my God, this place is airtight, isn ’ t it? We ’ re gon na suffocate. We ’ re gon na suffocate in a vault, ” she repeated. 
 
 Omanni should ’ ve been more worried about her. She had had a panic attack very recently in the past, over something much less serious. Still, he offhandedly waved her off –that stupid bitch- and, after readjusting his glasses, turned to Jeremy, who fiddled around with one of the strings of his sweatshirt as he leaned against the wall furthest from the vault door. 
 
 “ So here ’ s the plan of attack. ” Omanni pulled out a gun from the inside of his jacket pocket. Fortunately, in Leanna ’ s case, and unfortunately in Omanni and Jeremy ’ s case, it was only a small bb gun whose pellets would barely leave a mark on someone ’ s skin if they fired it at point blank range. Still, the plan wasn ’ t to kill the people who planned to rob the bank, in fact, they didn ’ t want to kill them at all. The burglars were actually the three men who lived in the apartment right next to theirs. This was all a big plan, after all. 
 
 First, they ’ d call in a bomb threat to evacuate the building. They even went out of their way to sneak in fire crackers into the bank vents, timed to go off at precisely 3:30, the busiest time of day for the bank and, thus, the easiest time for the three of them to sneak into the vaults in the chaos that ensued. After that, their three other friends, donning black ski masks under classic plastic masks of various famous politicians, would swoop in through a back door and attempt to steal the money from the vault, only to be thwarted by Omanni, Leanna, and Jeremy, thus giving them national fame. And with that fame would come big interviews, movie deals, and potentially, Omanni hoped, chances to make it in with big and attractive A-list celebrities, thus guaranteeing a life of comfort and extravagance. 
 
 Well, Omanni had some other plans. See, even though Leanna could be clever, sometimes, she wasn ’ t very attractive. Television certainly wouldn ’ t take a liking to her. After all, people could probably see the huge veins on her neck from space. It should n't have been possible for someone ’ s neck to be so vascular. 
 
 And Jeremy? Dumb as a rock. Being that stupid only worked when you were a contestant for America ’ s Next Top Model, or had the money to hire an entourage of people following at your heel, who would laugh and nod at everything you said. Jeremy had neither. That was why Omanni had other plans. 
 
 See, he hadn ’ t planned on the bank vault door ’ s automatically closing whenever the place was evacuated. Actually, it made sense, now that he thought about it, but Leanna ’ s bright idea to shoot them all to stardom momentarily blinded him. 
 
 That was why he had been suddenly spurred to act on the plan mere minutes after they planned the heist. 
 
 Omanni had planned on the vault doors staying open. He knew where the other three guys would entire from, and planned to leave the vault after the chaos outside had died down. He would intercept the three by himself, claim that Jeremy and Leanna had hidden away due to fear, and would take all the credit. 
 
 Except that was all moot now, because they were locked inside together, so now he was forced to share the glory with the giraffe and the idiot who now found playing with his earlobe more interesting than the prize that awaited them when their plan worked. 
 
 Suddenly, a sound came from the vault. Everyone perked up. Omanni held the BB gun in his hands, half trembling in excitement, and half trembling in fear that the other two would mess things up somehow. The moment the door opened just enough to shoot through, he pressed himself against the wall closest to the door, peeked the barrel of the gun outside, and began firing off. He immediately heard a crowd of heavy footsteps scramble. 
 
 That didn ’ t sound right. There were only supposed to be three people outside. Not… 
 
 His eyes suddenly opened in shock. He looked at Leanna and Jeremy, who both stared at him with the same bug-eyed look. 
 
 “ This is the police! Come out with your hands up! Put your weapon down! ” 
 
 Fuck.
