I looked down at it. The most amazing jewel I have ever seen, The Jade Dragon. I knew this was going to be hard to do, but I will do it, even if it kills me… Let me not go that far. I went through my tools, picking up a small hammer. I wonder if I can just break the glass… Ha then I will get caught, no thank you. I looked to my left and notice the Eiffel tower staring at me “Don’t judge me, I really want to do this.” I think I might have been going crazy, I was talking to building. I ignored my crazy and went back to work. I put the small hammer back in the black duffle bag and pulled out a suction cup and a pair of scissors. I love knowing how to use house hold items as thief items. I thought to myself, placing the cp upon the glass. I took the scissors and cut out a large circle around the cup, big enough to let me go through it. I brought the glass piece up and placed it to the side. I went back into my duffle bag and rammed through it. Man for a thief I sure am a clutter. I finally found what I was looking for, climbing rope. I hooked it up as it I was going to rock climbing. I rapped the belt around myself, then clicked the rope in the loop. I looked down through the hole I had made. Three floors up, man I sure hope I get big bucks for this. I jumped down, with nothing under me but the first floor marble. If I fall, I might die… Bad thoughts, bad no thinking bad. I told myself in that moment. I slowly went down, I stopped every few moments, not because I was scared, but to marvel at all the art work. It’s always so hard to get in here during a normal day. I normally stand four to five hours out side, and all because it’s the Luve. Stupid tourist. I was slowly getting to the first floor. I knew this part would be hard. I needed to find a way to take it with out tripping any alarms. I looked around the room. How convenient, a button that says ‘Power Off’. This is way to easy. I tried swinging towards the button for a few moments, then I got tired. I hung there for a while, trying to catch my breath. Man I’m in bad shape. I tried swinging once more, this time putting full force in. I got to the wall, trying really hard not to let go of it, I pushed the button. The floor flickered for a moment. Ok that was weird. I grabbed onto my belt and unattached the rope, not the smartest thing to do. I fell to the floor hitting it pretty hard. I was ok, just with a small pain. I wasn’t so far from the floor, but it still hurt. When I was finally able to get up, I walked to the jewel. I stared at it in awe. I have never seen anything like it, a diamond and a jade emerald fused together. I took the jewel out of the case. No alarms? Wow low tech, or maybe it’s silent. I looked around then at the case. I blew around the case, I saw it in a movie once, so I tired it. There was nothing. Oh well. I hooked myself back up to the rope and pulled myself up. That was the hardest part. I finally got back to the top, almost fully out of breath. I picked everything up, putting the cut window piece back and putting tape around so it wouldn’t fall. I grabbed my duffle bag and went down the way I came up. When I got to the bottom, they were all there. The cops. I walked over to the one man who had a different uniform from every one else. “Here, I think you’ll need this.” I told him tossing the jewel at him, and dropping the duffle bag. He quickly caught it. I walked over to a police car and sat in the front seat, every one was in marvel at me, for a moment, then they started running around again. I looked up at one of the policemen who was standing next to the car. “So did I trip any alarms?” He looked down at me and gave a half a smile “Nope, you were perfect, the job was perfect.” I was glad to hear. I undid the belt and tossed it to the side. I stood out of the can and walked over to the man I gave the jewel to. “So chief, told you it could be done. They need more alarms, and I need a bigger pay check.” He looked at me and began to laugh “I need a bigger pay check too.” Then walked away. I was disappointed. “I’m going home.” I walked off holding onto my pocket. No one’s going to notice the difference, I can swear my life on it.
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