The decision didn't come lightly. We had been thinking about it for some time. I'm sure many of you have thought of it too, but we were the only ones with the guts to do it. Can you really blame us in this economy?
We used to be like you, living the daily 9 to 5 regiment. Long hours of work rewarded with scraps! Constantly struggling with the bills! Drowning in the abyss! We HATE every moment of it! Don't fool yourself, you do too.
But that all changed one morning with the Covid outbreak all over the news. The mandatory confinements and enforced curfews made it too easy! The streets were empty. The city was deserted. The night was silent. This was our chance to turn our yearning fantasies into reality.
We had it all planned out! The timing, the ATMs route, the truck and the equipment needed to crack them bitches open! We might have been amateurs, but we weren't stupid! We knew we only had one night to get the job done. We practiced until perfection!
We got away with it too! 3 years later and they still don't know who stole all that money.
Living good.
About the Creator
AGB
Traveling geologist, outdoor enthusiast and adventure seeker.
Two Wrinkles In Time
It is pointless to run, my darling, because sixty seconds ago, I will kill you. My blade will have sliced reality open right in front of you. It will have first pierced it as it would a bed sheet left hanging to dry, flapping in the wind on a Sunday afternoon. But the metal will have drawn a line in the air that the ghostly tear will have followed. Then I, La Dyablès, machete firmly in hand, will have emerged from what your mind, at the time, could only interpret as the other side of here—whatever that means to you. I know. I have seen that look on the faces of countless unlucky… clients. You will not have been the first nor the last to try and reneg on a riches for soul contract only to present this visage to me when I come to collect.
By Lily Séjor5 days ago in Fiction
Smartystan
Dr. Frampton peered down at her watch. She timed the opening of Smartystan precisely. The gleam from the pearly gates and streets of gold; the mansions all seemed to mean so much more because architects and engineers had to use exact measurements to craft such a majestic world. Belinda walked in with Dr. Frampton, Dr. Strong, and Go trailed them at the main gate. As an entrance, it didn’t feel too imposing, and definitely not intimidating.
By Skyler Saundersabout 9 hours ago in Fiction
Miniature Mind Musings #8:
Recently, I spoke with a family member who I struggled to catch up with for a longer timespan than I would’ve liked and what struck me was how societal templates filled in on successive days routinely suck our time into a vacuum of seemingly infernal deficiency.
By The Dani Writer5 days ago in Longevity
Comments (1)
Oh damn, why didn't I think of that, lol? This was such a creative idea, and I kinda love that they got away with it. Great work :)