Crimes Outside the Castle

I woke up this morning to find myself tired and unwilling to raise myself from bed. I had to look twice at the clock to make sure that what I saw was correct. It was 7:50, ten minutes until I had to be at work over at the bowling alley. I suddenly had enough energy to get out of bed and hurry out the door. I didn't have time for a quick snack so I ran down the stairs hoping that my boss wouldn't fire me for my latest string of late arrivals at work. I had no savings since all of my income went to my basic needs, if I got fired I would have to live on the street until I found another place to work.

It was 7:55 when I rounded the corner of Benson and Popular. Across the street, I saw an old man exit Isabella's Cafe and be approached by a tall, dark man wearing baggy clothes and a medium sized man with a scraggly beard. The old man seemed to jump back in surprise because of what he saw in the tall stranger's hands. I could not hear what they said but I saw the gun, the strangers were demanding the old man to empty his pockets. From where I was standing, the old man was safe as long as he adhered to their demands, so I set off for my job, hoping that I would not be late.

It was 7:58 as I ran into the bowling alley, by then I assumed that the stranger with the gun and his accomplice had finished up and escaped with their stolen goods. I hoped that the old man was okay; to make sure, I decided that after work I would make a visit to the police station to give them a statement of what I saw.