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I heard sirens blaring and from where I was, I can see cops closing in. I had nowhere to go; behind me was just a cold stone wall. What do I do? Where do I run? I reached for the bag of cash beside me and aimed for the door. It was not that far actually. I can sprint it.

C'mon, Felix. You can do this. I mentally prepare myself.

"Kid, where are you?" I heard Changbin-hyung call for me from my in-ear piece.

"I'm kinda struggling right now. Kinda." That was an understatement. Actually I was in really deep shit. Literally everyone was waiting for me outside: my team- all seven of them were outside, in the truck ready to escape as soon as I get there; and the police who will definitely shoot me the moment I step out of the shadows.

"We're doomed," Hyunjin commented.

"Aisshh! It's game over," I heard Woojin-hyung said.

"Definitely Game over, y'all," Jisung agreed.

"Alright, that's it. I'm coming in," Changbin-hyung finally said. "Run out as I distract them."

"NO!" I half screamed half whispered through the intercom. "Don't blow your cover. I got this."

"I think he's gonna run for the door," I heard Seungmin said.

I'm definitely running for the door, y'all. I got no other choice.

The team outside were having a discussion. The hyungs were telling me not to but the younger ones, they wanted me to run for it. I held the bag even tighter at this point. They were still in a chaotic discussion and they all started to scream in my ear through the intercom. As they were debating about our next move, I decided to slowly and silently make my way to the door. I stood on my feet, held the bag of cash tighter and closer to me and ran to the door.

It would've been an easy sprint- an easy and successful one, that is- if it weren't for the empty metal can I accidentally kicked. The damn thing made a hella loud noise that obviously got the attention of the police officers who were hunting me. The men started shooting at me and I ran so fast to save my ass. But they got me.

I got shot.

And everything turned black.

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