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Her hands still clutching the safe, she pushed in the numbers one more time. This time it clicked open. Tracy hat die erste Waffe, die sie getroffen hat, eine 9mm Beretta, sie hat sie über ihre rechte Schulter geämmt und hat den Trigger gedreht. Etwas hat geschnallt, aber es hat nicht gefeuert.

Desperatly trying to remember how the gun worked, Tracy clocked the hammer back and aimed it over her shoulder a second time. This time a loud shot rang out, but the man continued to struggle against her. Tracey ging auf die Knie, drehte sich so weit wie sie konnte nach rechts und drückte den Trigger mehrere Mal mehr. Dieses Mal hat der Attaker nicht mehr bewegt.

Desperatly trying to remember how the gun worked, Tracy clocked the hammer back and aimed it over her shoulder a second time. This time a loud shot rang out, but the man continued to struggle against her. Tracey ging auf die Knie, drehte sich so weit wie sie konnte nach rechts und drückte den Trigger mehrere Mal mehr. Dieses Mal hat der Attaker nicht mehr bewegt.

Desperatly trying to remember how the gun worked, Tracy clocked the hammer back and aimed it over her shoulder a second time. This time a loud shot rang out, but the man continued to struggle against her. Tracey ging auf die Knie, drehte sich so weit wie sie konnte nach rechts und drückte den Trigger mehrere Mal mehr. Dieses Mal hat der Attaker nicht mehr bewegt.

Tracey konnte nicht viel durchs Dunkel sehen. Verrückt, sass sie still und hörte. Der Mann war immer noch stark atemlos, aber sie konnte nicht sagen, wo er genau war. Then, towards the doorway, Tracy saw a silhouette dart away, followed by the sound of footsteps descending the stairs. Tracy grabbed a second gun, a six-shot revolver, and tried to summon the courage to leave the bedroom.

Tracey konnte nicht viel durchs Dunkel sehen. Verrückt, sass sie still und hörte. Der Mann war immer noch stark atemlos, aber sie konnte nicht sagen, wo er genau war. Then, towards the doorway, Tracy saw a silhouette dart away, followed by the sound of footsteps descending the stairs. Tracy grabbed a second gun, a six-shot revolver, and tried to summon the courage to leave the bedroom.

Tracey konnte nicht viel durchs Dunkel sehen. Verrückt, sass sie still und hörte. Der Mann war immer noch stark atemlos, aber sie konnte nicht sagen, wo er genau war. Then, towards the doorway, Tracy saw a silhouette dart away, followed by the sound of footsteps descending the stairs. Tracy grabbed a second gun, a six-shot revolver, and tried to summon the courage to leave the bedroom.

She saw something lying on her bedroom floor, but couldn't tell if it was the man or something else entirely, like a duffel bag. Eventually, she got the nerve to stand up. Both guns raised, she turned on the light. The man she'd shot was lying face down on the bedroom floor. Tracy carefully approached him, when suddenly he moved. Stay there, she warned.

She saw something lying on her bedroom floor, but couldn't tell if it was the man or something else entirely, like a duffel bag. Eventually, she got the nerve to stand up. Both guns raised, she turned on the light. The man she'd shot was lying face down on the bedroom floor. Tracy carefully approached him, when suddenly he moved. Stay there, she warned.

She saw something lying on her bedroom floor, but couldn't tell if it was the man or something else entirely, like a duffel bag. Eventually, she got the nerve to stand up. Both guns raised, she turned on the light. The man she'd shot was lying face down on the bedroom floor. Tracy carefully approached him, when suddenly he moved. Stay there, she warned.

It looked like he was trying to either get up or roll over. He moved again. Tracy pulled the trigger on the Beretta, but it was empty. She pulled the trigger on the revolver instead. Several bullets shot into the back of the man's head until the weapon clicked empty.

It looked like he was trying to either get up or roll over. He moved again. Tracy pulled the trigger on the Beretta, but it was empty. She pulled the trigger on the revolver instead. Several bullets shot into the back of the man's head until the weapon clicked empty.

It looked like he was trying to either get up or roll over. He moved again. Tracy pulled the trigger on the Beretta, but it was empty. She pulled the trigger on the revolver instead. Several bullets shot into the back of the man's head until the weapon clicked empty.

11-jähriger Bert sagte der Polizei, er hätte einen Film mit seinem kleinen Bruder in seinem Zimmer gesehen, als Tracy ihre Schwester an sie zerstörte und sie sagte, sie sollen in der Wohnung bleiben. Bert tat, was er gesagt hatte, erhielt einen Ballon aus seinem Zimmer und drückte sein Auge an die Tür. Er konnte die Verwirrung draußen hören, zusammen mit den Stimmen von zwei Männern.

11-jähriger Bert sagte der Polizei, er hätte einen Film mit seinem kleinen Bruder in seinem Zimmer gesehen, als Tracy ihre Schwester an sie zerstörte und sie sagte, sie sollen in der Wohnung bleiben. Bert tat, was er gesagt hatte, erhielt einen Ballon aus seinem Zimmer und drückte sein Auge an die Tür. Er konnte die Verwirrung draußen hören, zusammen mit den Stimmen von zwei Männern.

11-jähriger Bert sagte der Polizei, er hätte einen Film mit seinem kleinen Bruder in seinem Zimmer gesehen, als Tracy ihre Schwester an sie zerstörte und sie sagte, sie sollen in der Wohnung bleiben. Bert tat, was er gesagt hatte, erhielt einen Ballon aus seinem Zimmer und drückte sein Auge an die Tür. Er konnte die Verwirrung draußen hören, zusammen mit den Stimmen von zwei Männern.

While he couldn't be sure exactly what the men were saying, Bert told the police it sounded like one of them said, okay boss, followed by something about an axe. Bert thought it was a prank. He yelled out to his mum, asking if she was okay. One of the men opened Bert's bedroom door and warned, shut up or you're next.

While he couldn't be sure exactly what the men were saying, Bert told the police it sounded like one of them said, okay boss, followed by something about an axe. Bert thought it was a prank. He yelled out to his mum, asking if she was okay. One of the men opened Bert's bedroom door and warned, shut up or you're next.

While he couldn't be sure exactly what the men were saying, Bert told the police it sounded like one of them said, okay boss, followed by something about an axe. Bert thought it was a prank. He yelled out to his mum, asking if she was okay. One of the men opened Bert's bedroom door and warned, shut up or you're next.

In the hallway, Bert heard the man discussing something about his dad being killed. He recognized one of their voices. It sounded like Dustin Weedy, a 20-year-old friend of the family. Shortly after this, Bert heard a gunshot. A man's voice said, holy fuck. Then there were several more gunshots, followed by the sound of someone running.