<div class="floatright">(http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dDBbZDB06lo/Tf94zlpRIQI/AAAAAAAAEFM/8hbzvo961Mg/s400/Javier+Bardem.jpg)</div>The footsteps of a rather tall and broad man could be heard while he walked through the front doors of a local Walmart. He glanced about the place, his eyes scanning is they usually did the cameras placed about the store, finding the emergency exits on the far side of the store, and a rather well dressed woman looking at the clearance racks. Sugar, as he would introduce himself, walked from the main entrance slowly, a stern look upon his face as he moved towards the toiletries isles.<br/><br/><strong>"Toothpaste... Toothpaste..."</strong>the large man said to himself as he reached the isle he was looking for. Now a dilema was before him, he had to pick the toothpaste he liked, which was... the cavity protectant one or the sensitivity protection? He couldn't remember. To distract him a voice over the intercom made a rather horrible sound, a gurgling choking retching that filled the store. A woman next to him looked at him for answers, but Sugar only raised an eyebrow.<br/><br/>Then panic set in. They were going to lock the place down? What for? Sugar looked around wildly and grabbed a backpack off of a shelf at the far end, then proceeded to shove everything he could find into it. Pills, lotions, condoms, razors, liquid medications, then moved towards the pharmacy.<strong>"Get the fuck out of here."</strong>Sugar glared at the pharmacist and leapt the counter, looking at the racks of prescriptions and taking the ones he thought would be valuable or important. Pain medication sold easy, same thing with sleep pills. Soon his backpack was full of stuff, and only 30 seconds or so had passed. He wasn't paying attention, until he heard all the doors lock.