The terrifying shout from the masked man echoed through the small room like thunder, and the few customers inside instantly went into a state of total panic. Without wasting a single second, I grabbed Ella’s trembling arm and dragged her down to the floor, pulling her beneath our small wooden table. We curled up tightly together in the cramped space, trying our best to hide from the dangerous men. All around us, the other people in the restaurant rushed to do the exact same thing, scrambling under chairs and booths while whimpering in fear. But the young waitress who had just served our food refused to hide. Instead of going under a counter, she stood her ground, her face hardening with a strange, fearless anger as she boldly approached the three massive intruders. She stopped just a few feet away from the barrel of their weapons, her chest heaving with deep, rapid breaths. "We are deeply sorry, but you men need to turn around and leave," she stated loudly, her voice compl
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