Why I Don't Rob Banks

Don't rob banks. It's against the law, could get you killed, could land you in a life sentence, or if you are like me, you could experience a fate worse than death. I was part of a bank robbing gang where we traveled to banks in the middle of nowhere to rob. The reason we robbed banks in the middle of nowhere is because the banks we robbed didn't get much business, meaning not many eyewitnesses will see us. Around a few years ago, we were planning our next heist on some random bank in the deserts of Nevada. We decided that 3 of us would go through the front and distract the tellers, and another 3 of us, including me, would use our saws to cut through the roof of the vault room and use explosives to open up the vault. We drove from our base in Texas to the bank we planned to heist in our van packed with our gear.
Once we got there, I got on the roof and cut through the roof down to the vault room. "Bingo," I said. I heard one of the other three shout "Give us the vault code and nobody gets hurt!", and then, calmly, one of the bank tellers said "I don't think you want to see what's in that vault," and then silence. I planted the explosives on the vault, thinking it would burst open to piles of cash, but no. Inside was this humanoid-spider thing that was sleeping. It had a strange symbol carved into its head, and when it heard the boom, it woke up. I dreadfully watched it open its "eyes" only to reveal black holes where the eyes are supposed to be, with a strange black goo pouring from its eyes.
"Go!" I shouted, throwing the rope up to climb out, running away from the vault.
As I was climbing, I heard a scream. I looked down and saw a member getting ripped in half by the spider. By the time I was on the roof, it was too, chasing after me. I jumped down onto a pile of trash bags to break my fall. I looked behind me to see it jumping down full speed at me. I ran as fast as I could to escape it. I got in the van and drove off.
I had a sigh of relief before I looked behind me. I saw the spider running full speed at the van, catching up. Before I could catch my thoughts up on what was happening, it was ripping the doors off of the van.
I looked back to see two of them. Apparently, when they kill someone, that someone gets turned into one of them. This one looked exactly like another crew member. I was done running away. I pulled the handbrake, launching the one on the back far in front of the car. I drove towards it at full speed, crushing it into green bloody pieces of spider. I whipped the handbrake again, doing a full 180. I drove into my infected crewmate, splattering green all over the car. I drove back to the base, got in my car and drove home. I needed sleep after all the madness that happened.
I woke up to a pounding on my door. I looked out the window and saw people scared for their lives as a humanoid spider was chasing them.
I let them in, only to see them turn into spiders themselves. I ran upstairs, and that leads to now. I am in my room, door locked with them trying to break down the door as I write. If you see this, please, I need help and quick they broke in im turning please someone i need help no
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