A heist never tried before

Once upon a heist so dreary, while I held my ground, weak and weary, Many a-SWAT came at me, carrying rifles, and pistols galore While I battled, fought the hoard, a sudden pain, I was swiftly floored A sharp pain, I now stored, my chest pounding, a pain I've never felt before "Tis some sniper." I muttered "Put a round in my armor - Only this and nothing more".
But... distinctly I remember, by the window, Wolf my crew member; Taking shots, aimed to dismember, such precision, just moments before High or low, he cleared the street, I can't fathom a sniper on roofs so neat Yet I lay, I am now truly beat, I see the shape, a shadow, in the far door Armor thick, and weapon hot, the best of the best in the police corps Only he and no one more.
Ears deaf, explosions and screams, "Oh shit! Bulldozer!" He is noticed, it seems Gunfire fills the air, like firecrackers, like applause or joyous cheers I dream of a great time, recently had, of fellow heisters all jolly and glad Shooting balloons, an idea so mad, a celebration of 10 great heisting years We revered together, every one of us, all the heisting peers The greatest robbers, without fears.
With much enthusiasm, it would seem, many a-new heisters, joined our team Camaraderie is the theme, as all are welcome, and many more Now be a good day for crime, if one is so inclined, join us now, the hour is prime Join our crew, it is your time, open to everyone and to all, is our door Heisting is best with friends indeed, and a full crew of heisters four Youll be victorious, evermore.
Where am I now? Am I now transferred? Transmitted somewhere, truly absurd I am bewildered, I am stirred, desolate plains not even a tree A man in a tall hat, deathly face, long black coat with bleached bones, set in place Luke Millanta is his name, a suit maker ace, suits, charm and masks he shows to me Come closer, he says, See my creations, I offer them to you, all for free Come and see, what I offer, is his plea.
I put on a suit, admire the cuts, the stitches, Luke is surely, giving away his riches Suddenly, the walls are narrow like roadside ditches, and many enemies, are present too Wealth in a box, a safe with a lock, surveilled by the most, relentless clock Around and around I run, my foes are in shock, this cursed kill room, I rush through Bright green eyes, effigies of malice, look upon me like a hawk upon a shrew Is there nothing I can do?
Now again, a shift of locale, All look so strange, truly outside any rationale Wake from this dream I swiftly shall, now that another tormentor rise above me Like a mountain, he towers upon high, Whats next? I ask as bags fall from the sky Am I now to cook, to stir and fry. What else is there? This tormentor I cant fight or flee I feel taunted and tested like a rat in a lab, What could the purpose of this tormentor be Ever unknown to me.
Again the nightmare takes a sinister turn. Now Im in prison, a quick discern I wish from this terror to promptly adjourn, and please my tormenter is the price to pay He loomed above with a wheel in hand, Spins this one, it will be mighty grand I do now as he did command, I wont argue with someone taller than I can convey I deftly maneuver through the compound ground when to my dismay Spin another one he did say.
I blink and now, another change, again my venue fell under an exchange The house I am in now feels safe yet strange. Perhaps this will be better than before Oh no Im in peril, its a nightmare, trapped with headless fiends are everywhere I need to wake from this affair, I can not take more terror and gore My mind is aching, hands wildly shaking, my body been beaten and sore I miss my heisters four.
From oblivion abruptly I awake, the words GET THE FUCK UP! in my ears ache As the light returns and I see my fate, I am now to where I been before Above me, stands my benevolent keeper, scolding me for my visit to the reaper I hear the roar of the street sweeper, my energy is restored once more Perhaps I should leave heisting to these skilled professionals four I should heist no more, fo' sure!
Quoth the Heister Give me more! OVERKILL_Tobias OVERKILL - a Starbreeze Studio.

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