I thought it would be interesting to see how our concealed carry membersmight react when faced with certain situations, what should they do? What are they legally able to do? What would YOU do?

Here's the scene:

You're walking around the house it's around 7:30PM, the game is coming on in a little while and you realize you don't have a stinkin' thing in the house to snack on.[:-] Its a nice night so you decide to take a quick walk up the block to your local Quickie Mart, its a walk you've made a thousand times, its your neighborhood but you still decide to slip your (brand X) concealed carry gun into it's holster or pocket for the walk.
You get to the market and there is only one car in the small parking lot and that belongs to Fred the 40 something clerk behind the counter. You see Fred pretty much everyday and know each other by name........"Hey Fred! gonna get out of here in time for the game!?" He mumbles and smiles and calls you a dirty word because he knows you know he's there til midnight.
You head down the last isle and pour over the endless bags of flavored potato chips and pretzels breifly contemplating the nutritional value of the giant bag of corn chips you just picked up. Hmmmmmm Maybe some peanuts, where are the peanuts? You head around the oversized display of 2 liter soda bottles on sale for $.99 and the magazine rack catches your eye.........Oh look at that, Maxim's "Hot 100" year end special. Sweet!
You aren't aware of the man who came in the store as you reach for the magazine, and since you walked here, he doesn't know you're there either.

You are 1/2 way down the pictorial for Angelina Jolie and you hear it. Loud shouting, panicked shouting. Its so loud and out of place it startles you for a second while your mind tries to grasp what is happening. Instinctively you walk to the end of the isle and there it is, your worst nightmare.[]

There is a large man standing there arm extended aiming a revolver at Fred. In all the fast forward confusion and adrenaline you are shocked that your mind focuses on the gun, a snub nosed something or other. You are that close you can see the glare of the overhead lights reflecting off the blued cylinder.
Your mind races as the armed man continues to shout at Fred who is pleading for his life while fumbling with the register.
"I told you to open the damn register NOW! or so help me!......."

My God you realize you can't be more than 10ft from all of this but you didn't make a sound. You are at a solid 45 degree angle to the man just out of his peripheral vision, he has no idea in the world that you are standing there. Its this odd swimmy feeling of things moving really fast yet in slow motion at the same time.

In the matter of literally a few short seconds that all this is taking place you suddenly snap to the realization that you too are armed. There is nothing behind the man but a bank of generic cigarettes and scratch off lottery tickets.
You could pull that weapon silently and take careful aim,he's so close you couldn't miss. You instinctively remove the gun from his holster suddenly aware of the deadly serious feel of it. Its not that comfy fun at the range feeling anymore. Your hand tightens on the grip............with just enough time to run it through your mind. The concious thought: WHAT DO I DO!?[:-]
At just that moment Fred notices you and you make eye contact.