Candace
A loud scream pierced through the air as we watched the guard bleed out on the floor. My heart pounded so loud and fast I could hear my blood speeding through my ears.
What on earth was going on?
The men holding the guns on us were the same ones I had noticed earlier, the ones who looked off. They wore fake masks over their faces.
"Drop it!" one of the masked men roared, his weapon swinging toward the second guard who had followed us and still had his own gun drawn. "Drop the fucking gun or we shoot the Lunas where they stand!"
The second guard froze. His eyes darted between the four gun barrels pointed at us before he slowly raised his hands. Two of the robbers rushed forward at once, wrenching his gun away and tying his hands behind his back.
"Shove the motherfucket in the closet," the leader ordered, and one of the men dragged him off while the leader turned to face the rest of us, frozen where we stood.
"EVERYBODY DOWN! NOW!"
