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Originally Posted by Hex
So, this Halloween the wife and I are hanging out at the shop. At around maybe...10:00, 10:30 everyone goes outside to smoke a cigarette and such. As we're sitting on the bench, we look over and notice some guy walk around the corner of the strip our building it on wearing a red hoodie, red bandana around his face and some plain black pants. Someone makes the comment "Man, see right there...that's exactly why Halloween is a buncha bullshit. Perfect excuse for people to walk around looking like they're about to commit crimes and shit." And no sooner than he finishes saying that does the guy with the red hoodie throw open the door to the smoke shop a few doors down and runs in full speed.

Naturally, we think "That's not right" immediately and run over to the smoke shop and, upon looking in through the window-walls, see Mr. Red hoodie punching and kicking Andrew (Employee at smoke shop) in the face while another guy in a red hoodie with a rifle is standing above them, pointing the rifle at Andrew's face.

Yep.


So, unstrapped (aside from our friend Clay who has his glock constantly strapped to his side), everyone bolts back to the tattoo shop to get their pistols. We charge in, tell all the girls to go hide in the back and to get down and call the police. We're all standing there, 6 guns drawn and decide "Fuck this, we're not going to just stand here and hope they don't come to our shop" and throw the door open to rush outside (It's been maybe 15 seconds since the madness started). As soon as we open our front door we hear a loud "BOOM!" and fucking charge at the smoke shop. Clay grabs their door handle and starts pulling but the door is locked and the robbers are gone.
The customer that was hanging out at the smoke shop when this all happens runs to the door, unlocks it and we burst inside to find Andrew sitting on the couch bleeding from his chest, half lucid half delirious. Steve takes off his shirt and uses it to apply pressure to Andrew's gunshot wound, Clay, Gabe and myself sweep the smoke shop to make sure they're not hiding while the rest of the guys post up in front of and behind the shop to make sure no one gets in.
A cop shows up in about two minutes, but for some reason doesn't call an ambulance for like...5 more fuckin' minutes. Luckily they get there quickly after the phonecall and scoop him up and take him to the hospital. He's fine, gonna live and all that shit...but the bullet stopped between his heart and his spine, so they don't even wanna attempt to take it out.
So now he's got a morbid little trinket in him to remember his worst Halloween ever.

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Originally Posted by Creeper
Hex my man, good job, you and your friends may have potentially saved that mans life. Congrats. Hopefully he owes you guys a lifetime discount.

-How did the cop react to your armed posse?




Heres what I know based on my experience-

Any time there is an act of violence, or a potentially hostile scene, fire/EMS can't enter or arrive until police have determined scene safety.

Usually the ambulance or rescue vehicles respond on notification of a victim, but they park and stage down the block until police call them up.
It sucks, I've been there before, knowing you have someone down, but you can't enter because the police are still clearing. But  I'm not carrying on the ambulance, and I'm not facing down a gunman with a halligan... no wait, that sounds manly... fuck idk.