The Cursed Shell

26

The six people with loaded guns and weapons entered the bank. The security guards were alarmed. Everyone other than those six people in bank was decently dressed. 

The Dunkirk's team started walking towards the entrance, following them.

The Baddits walked till the security-check counter. The security guard stopped them.

Steve Grunt was nearest to the guard. He immediately pulled a knife out of his pocket and raised it to stab it on the guard. But before he could do so, Dhawan gripped the knife from his hand and pierced it into his neck. Steve Grunt fell down, dying after a few seconds.

The guard stared at them in horror.

"Run. Now!" Dhawan shouted and the guard vanished, crying, "Emergency! Emergency!"

"I knew that you're unworthy of trust," Boston raised a pistol towards Dhawan's head.

Stephenson Mal started running inside the bank blindly. Dhawan whirled and kicked Boston's fist and the gun fell off his hand. Dhawan hurried behind Mal.

The other two bandits raised their guns and started shooting blindly. The gunshots forced the visitors and the employees to bolt from their positions.

The cops entered the bank at the same time and weren't surprised to see the chaos.

Dhawan was just a few metres away from Stephenson when he boarded an elevator toward the upper floors.

"Shit!" Dhawan muttered. Suddenly, he received a whatsapp message by an unknown number.

WANNA CHASE ME? COME TO THE 3RD FLOOR

Dhawan again stared at the lift. It would be silly to wait for an elevator. He started rushing up on the stairs.

Meanwhile, chief Dunkirk was aiming his pistol right on Dhawan. Dunkirk is an expert in shooting. He had won seven international medals in it. Dunkirk was just to pull the trigger when one of his junior officers pulled his hand down.

"What're you doing?" Dunkirk snapped.

"Sir," the officer said calmly, "Dhawan's with us, again."

He motioned towards a young skinny sixteen year old boy behind him.

Dhawan was now at the third floor. He was panting heavily. He whirled all around himself, but didn't find Mal anywhere around him. Instead of him, he found the guy he didn't want to see.

"You can't go anywhere", Boston punched on Dhawan's face and he fell down.

Boston snatched Dhawan's backpack from him. He knew that there would be something special in it.

"Please don't do this", Dhawan pleaded, still on the floor.

"I will do this", Boston sneered. With this, he unzipped the bag. Boston was surprised and confused. He stared inside the bag and then positioned it upside down, and then looked back into it. The bag was empty!

"It's empty!" Boston exclaimed.

"Yes, baby!" Dhawan immediately kicked on his chin. This was the last thing Dhawan saw before the lights of entire bank turned dead. It was a complete black sight. Nothing was visible. After a few seconds, red lights turned on with emergency sirens. Then the red lights turned dead too. After a few seconds, they turned on again. Then black. Then red. Then black.

Dhawan whirled back in slow motion. The next scene he saw could be beautiful for any other being. But for him, it was a terrifying moment. He could see the whole beautifully lit city outside the glass-wall in front of him. But the problem was that he could also see how high he was above the ground. His goosebumps alarmed due to his acrophobia.