EPT
So, story time. Well so I went to Norway to see some relatives over the winter. And there I was working in a shop. What happened was that I was working over time in the shop. Pretty quiet night there were only three people on watch. So my watch was almost finished I had already dressed up in thick clothes because it was cold outside. Was about to go, when a shady person walks in and pulls out a handgun and aims at the manager who was standing behind the counter. I was in the kitchen and the person holding the gun could have seen me but he didn't see me and my friend who was hiding next to me behind the stove.
So I wasn't exactly watching but I heard that the guy was asking for money and all of that stuff. What I knew that infront of the manager there was a gun inside the counter for these kinds of situations. So all I know is that they trade gunfire and the manager gets shot. I don't really know how that happened but okay. I don't really speak good norwegian but I could make out that he was saying that he was going to kill him for that. So I shout that he should take the money and go.
I was still hiding behind the stove. So he calls at me and tells me I should stand up from behind the stove and open the box with the money. I had the keys. So then I stand up and see that the manager is unconscious so I go open the box and that guy is clearly on meth cause he is acting really strange... So he shoots me and runs away with the cash. He hit me right in the stomach amazingly not hitting any vital organs.
The thing I remember the most is that the impact wasn't that big and that guy had a big ass pistol! I expected like a huge punch. But it like went straight through I just stood there and fell to my knees. I couldn't breathe at all, the breath is completely taken away from me. What struck me was that it didn't hurt a lot (it hurt like a motherf***er but still) All that I felt was that the adrenaline and heart were pumping like crazy. I barely noticed the pain I was just thinking about if I would survive or if the guy would come back and finish the job. My friend was calling the police meanwhile I was giving the manager cpr because he wasn't breathing and tending to his wounds.
Well all is fine now, the manager got shot three times but wasn't that severely injured. Neither was I, but he suffered way more then I did! All is fine now they caught the bastard. He was under the influence of drugs...
I might also add that in the movies they always say "It happened so fast". Well that was like the longest moment of my life... Especially when I was hiding behind the stove and he told me to stand up...
Well thanks for your time, I hope you enjoyed that horrible story! ^^
