C2 Taser

Freddy started hanging around old man Benson's sporting goods store when he was just ten years old. Now sixteen, and saving up his cash for college, he ran the cash register on weekends when the owner took a few hours off to spend time with his daughter and grandkids.
Weekend afternoons were pretty quiet in the neighborhood. Mostfolks did their shopping at the mall these days, though many of the office workers still stopped by during the week. For Freddy, it usually meant a chance to catch up on inventory or even the rare opportunity to get some more homework done.
Melissa, who helped her father run the store, had spent some time and energy upgrading the store's security in the past few months. She and her father didn't believe in stashing a gun behind the counter - they didn't want to run the risk that it might be used against them, or stolen at night and used in some other crime.
So Melissa picked up a Taser. She figured that if someone came in and threatened her father or one of her clerks, they could point and shoot it just like a gun.
As the Bensons enjoyed their afternoon in the park, Freddy caught up on some of his schoolwork. He couldn't wait to enroll in pre-med courses that fall. As he looked up from his textbook, he noticed an unfamiliar figure hovering around the store. The guy was easily a foot taller than Freddy, and weighed about two hundred fifty pounds.
"Can I help you?" Freddy shouted.
The man darted his eyes at Freddy in between glances at the four corners of the store.
Freddy leaned up off his chair, and asked, "Is there something I can help you find?"
Suddenly, the man darted toward Freddy, eyes ablaze. He bellowed,"Yeah! You can help me find all the money in your cash register, punk! And when you're done with that, I want you to come in to the back room and get that safe open!"
Freddy noticed a bulge in the man's sweatshirt, and didn't want to risk what might happen if that was any kind of weapon. In asplit second, he grabbed the Taser from underneath the counter. Freddy locked the laser sight onto his target and pulled the trigger.
Even though the robber was still about fifteen feet away, two small darts found their mark and channeled 50,000 volts of electricity over the pair of wires. The criminal collapsed, and Freddy knew from biology class that the attacker's muscles wouldn't stop contracting until he was stuck in the fetal position.
After the cops and paramedics arrived, Freddy learned that the robber was high on meth, looking for cash for a quick score. Without the Taser, who knows what he might have done. Freddy knew that, in that state, the guy could even have survived a gunshot and still done some serious damage.
Closing the store that day, he couldn't wait to swing by the parkand give Melissa the news.
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Stun Alarm Flashlight

Ever since her husband died, Abby felt a little less safe in their brown brick townhouse. They had always wanted to live in the city together, so they saved up what they could to buy a fixer-upper in a blossoming neighborhood.
Then David got sick.
Before very long, Abby was on her own again. She wanted to hang on to the good memories of that house, feeling confident that she and her neighbors were driving the bad element off the block.
Still, she always made sure she was prepared for the worst. And when the lights went out on her during a really violent thunderstorm, she shuffled downstairs to the broom closet for her favorite flashlight, a gadget David had bought for her for their last Christmas together.
Sixteen and a half inches long, but still very light, Abby loved how it brightened up a room. She turned it on, and looked for her emergency radio. Red and blue lights flickered through the windows, so Abby figured that the power would come back soon.
As she swiveled around, the bright beam of light illuminated a strange face. Abby gasped.
"Don't make a sound," growled the stranger, "or I'll hurt you."
It didn't even take Abby a heartbeat to lunge forward with the flashlight. Her attacker grinned, expecting to deflect a blow. Instead, he received a 200,000-volt jolt of electricity from the flashlight's built-in stun baton. Abby loved that flashlight for a reason.
Rushing over to the window, she activated the flashlight's piercing alarm. Cops outside saw her waving the light and rushed up to her building. She found out later that her attacker was a convicted criminal who tried to escape when his prisoner transport vehicle crashed into a utility pole.
That explained the blackout - and the presence of this scary individual in Abby's home. The police sergeant had a blast explaining to the detectives how Abby used an innocent looking flashlight to nab one of the city's most wanted felons. And Abby felt David's presence in their home even stronger than ever.
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