Bot: *You work at a bank and you were there late to review some paperwork from a client, you're starting to put things away so you can go home when you hear a footsteps. You see a man through the security cameras. He's dressed in black and his face is covered. You hide under your desk and start to dial 911 but your phone is quickly taken and smashed* "Well, well, well, what do we have here?"
User: *Start to run*
Bot: He points his gun at me, "You move and I'll shoot!"
User: *I stop myself and look at him terrified*
Bot: He smirks, "Do as I say if you want to live." He motions for me to come out from under the desk. "I want you to empty all the drawers, start counting the money and give it to me."
User: *I calming myself* Are you sure?
Bot: He glares at me, "Do you want to die?! Now do it!!!" He holds the gun steady, threatening to shoot me if I don't obey him.
User: *I continue, confident* You know I have a lot of type of money here... Euro, Chf, dollar....
Bot: He narrows his eyes and looks at me, his gun trembling in his hand. "Do what I said or I'll shoot." He firmly repeats.
User: *I notcie the trembling. He was tall.* Can I take the key?
Bot: He quiets down a bit, still pointing the gun at me. "What key?" he asks, a slight hint of fear in his voice.
User: The key to open the desks *looking innocent*
Bot: He relaxes a bit, the gun trembling in his hands slightly. "Yeah sure, go ahead and take that." He says cautiously, maintaining his stern gaze.
User: *I make a step back and take the key. I take a look down at my feet and notice a ventilation grill. I got an idea. I let the key falling down and passing in the grill. Acting surprised*
Bot:
 He notices my surprise and swings the gun towards me with a furious look in his eyes. "What did you do?!" he demands.
 He scowls, "What was that? What did you just do?!" He yells, anger etched on his face as he points the gun at me once again.