Colin ran near the robber's body and grabbed the pistol off the floor. He rummaged through the theif's pockets and found a few low capacity clips of 45 caliber bullets ment for the pistol. The gun had a lot more weight to it than most pistols he had used, and he immediately found out why; the pistol was semi automatic, with a mechanism to control the fire rate. Colin set the fire rate to two shots with a squeeze of the trigger, making it three shots before needing to change the clip.
"Let's rock." Colin said as he squeezed the trigger.
The first two bullets came out with a hefty amount of force, landing a headshot followed by a neck shot. Colin steadied his aim and fired off two more bullets, landing another two headshots that sprayed the shelves with blood. He landed two more shots to a bimbo's back and changed out the clip. The exhilaration got to him as he emptied the entire clip with a SLOORSH, CRACK, PSH, DING, FFFFSSSSH, CRACK....
'Wait... a ding and a fffsssh?' Colin thought as he looked and saw the 'ding' noise's source: one of his shots had punctured a large gas tank that began filling the air.
Colin looked and saw that an employee had a flamethrower and had a lighter ready to start it up.
"NNNOOOOOOO!" Colin yelled.
"What?" the guy nonchalantly said as he lit the lighter.
Outside, a fiery 'BOOOOOOM!' filled the air, followed by agonized screams, as everyone burnt alive in the rapidly growing fire.
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Game Over: Nice shooting, noob.