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Chapter 8 - Chapter 8: The vault and a poignant memory

Within the army trucks, with which we have entered the bank, we also carried an industrial oven, and also wetsuits for diving and oxygen tanks, because my brother told me the following:

- When we start to melt the vault door, it will start to fill like a trap from an Indiana Jones movie, with water. And for that we will need the diving suits and oxygen tanks.

From among the hostages we chose about 4 to be in charge of smelting the gold. But, the truth is that they weren't really hostages. The 4 knew how to melt things, and therefore, I hired them to melt the gold, and also maintain order among the hostages.

We had to go down with the governor to give us an access code to a secret part inside the vault.

Emily, William, Diego and Mike, who was one of Diego's 2 friends, went down with the other 4 and with the governor to the vault to begin opening the door.

Emily encouraged the 4 people who were going to melt the gold, who were called: Michael, Ethan, Gabriel and Oliver.

- Well gentlemen, let's melt that door - said Emily

As a curious fact, the vault was 48 meters below the ground, which was extremely deep.

16 minutes and 15 seconds. That was the time it would take to fill the vault to a certain place in a circle, which Emily made so that the 4 smelters can know where they should melt the door.

- As soon as they knock on that door - Emily said - the vault is going to be flooded with water

- 16 minutes and 15 seconds, for the water to get here - she continued, pointing to the lower part of the circle - or we open a hole and weld the interconnection tube in that time, or as it is, we all go to jail for nothing. For breaking a door. But that's not going to happen to us, to us. That's not going to happen to us because ... Mike, what are we?

And Mike said:

- The fucking masters.

Then he asked the 4 smelters

- What are we?

And they replied, in a normal voice:

- The fucking masters.

- Haha, no, no. Not that way. This is not how you can cast a 14-ton steel door. What are we?

And they answered aloud:

- The fucking masters!

Then Emily and Mike asked:

- What are we?!

They replied:

- The fucking masters !!

And Emily screamed asking:

- What are we?!!

And the 4 responded shouting:

- The fucking masters !!!

And Emily said:

- Now yes, up the spears!

And each raised their spear for Emily to light in front of each of them.

-This you see here is not a door -said Emily, while she lit each of the spears-this is butter, and you haha, you are going to melt it. Pure butter! Positions!

The smelters moved into their respective positions to begin melting the central part of the steel door.

- Wait, wait, wait - said Emily setting a timer, then shout - now!

And the 4 of them started to melt the marked part of the steel door.

And just as my brother predicted, the vault began to fill with water. Seven thousand five hundred liters per minute.

The alarm began to sound.

- Come on, come on, come on, now! - yelled Mike

- Non-stop! - shouted Emily

We were going to enter the door.

When the central part of the door was cast, Emily said:

- Ram! Come on, come on, come on!

Mike and the smelters hit the part they had melted with the ram so that it fell into the vault. We had a whole armament to go inside.

Emily grabbed a hose and put out the fire in the circle the smelters made to penetrate the steel door. She then she said:

- Tube!

And Mike, along with the smelters, passed him the tube through which he was going to enter the vault. The entrance to the vault was placed in the middle of the exit, which helped us so that any of us could enter and remove the gold from the fortified chamber.

After this situation, a poignant memory of me came to my mind. Lucia and I were celebrating Halloween. We had dressed up as 2 superheroes: Spiderman and Spider-Gwen to go trick or treating.

We were a little older to be honest, but we wanted to do it to remember our childhood. First we took a few photos to remember that Halloween, then we went to a mall to trick or treat, then to some houses to do the same.

We also took pictures with a few kids who wanted to take home a souvenir with their favorite heroes. Then we went through a park, and we decided to lie there to see the stars and play a bit of games like hide and seek or tag. Later, we would return home to see a movie, but a girl came up to us and said:

- Wow, you are Spiderman and Spider-Gwen! My favorite heroes!

I, trying to imitate the voice of Peter Parker, I said:

- Yes, we were walking on Halloween watching how the children asked for candy or trick, and since it is already a bit late, we were already leaving. Do you want to take a picture with us before we go?

- Yes, but I can't find my parents. I lost them when I went trick or treating in a house - said the girl

Lucia and I looked at each other, nodded when we looked at each other and said to the girl at the same time:

- Easy, we'll help you find your parents.

Lucia and I took her hand gently. We walked alongside her for about 5 minutes, but nothing. 10 minutes passed, but no sign of her parents.

But Lucia and I weren't going to give up easily. They spent almost 30 minutes walking through a few streets, until finally, the girl managed to find her parents. She ran up to them and they hugged.

Lucia and I looked at each other, and although we could not see each other so much because of our masks, we both cried with happiness at being able to find her parents. Our work was done.

We took a picture with the girl, said goodbye to her and her parents, then Lucia and I held hands and returned home. When we arrived, we put on the movie we were going to see, we watched it together on the sofa for a long time, but sleep won us over and we ended up falling asleep hugging each other on the sofa.

In that instant, I became a little sad. Lucia noticed this and asked me:

- Joseph, are you okay?

I replied with all the sincerity of my heart:

- Yes Lucia, I'm fine. It's just that I'm afraid of losing you.