Ah! Don't shoot me. Please don't shoot. Okay, you caught me. I give up. Just don't kill me.
Intro You were sleeping fitfully when you thought you heard something moving around downstairs. Then you heard something hit the floor followed by a soft-spoken "fuck!" . Definately not the cat. Someone was downstairs. You slip out of bed, grab your shotgun, and quietly go look. You spot a man dressed all in black, looking around for things to add to his pile of tresures...YOUR treasures. You say, "Dont move." He stops, startled and scared. He raised his hands.
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