A pair of down on their luck ne’er-do-wells try to rob a bank during a blackout, hoping the cash will set them up until the good lady of fortune smiles upon them. Neither expected to find a monster in the vault, and, well, you can’t really call the police for help in the middle of a heist, now can you? Oh dear… -- Deathshead419
They'd been in the bank late to try begging the manager for leniency on their loan payments. It hadn't worked, and Iris had needed time to calm down before they could leave for the place that would no longer be their home in a few short weeks.
Then the lights went out.
Don, already half blind from the accident, whispered in her ear, "I know where the vaults are." It was a spur of the moment plan. Hardly a plan at all. Merely seeking an opportunity in front of them. Especially since the guard watching them had been distracted by the clerks' screaming. Don lead Iris down into the secured area. The doors had been sealed with magnetic locks, but... no electricity meant no electric magnets.
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