The Smartest/Dumbest Hostage

You walk up to the bank-teller, who is now completly terrified. "Give me the money or I'll kill you where you stand." you say as you pull out your gun. She starts crying as she slams her fist on a bright red button. The alarm goes off and the men turn towards you. You let out a manic chuckle as one of the mens hands slip around your eyes. A knife slips between your ribs and the air bursts from your lungs. You try to gasp, but the mans hands are still covering your mouth. He removes the knife and brings it up to your neck. "Nighty night you little bastard." he whispers in your ear as he jerks the knife across your neck. With the stroke, he severed your jugglar vein. Blood spurts out about a meter from your neck as you squirm in agony. The men laugh and your vision becomes dark.