text: Matteo Castro The Great Revange The Fall of the Tyrant For everyone who tolerated the tyrant Gadafi for more than 40 years. 
   
   
     
   
   
   
  “Well Paco, will you do it?” “All right hand in the money”, “first kill Gadafi”. Paco left the market and went to look for his stuff and went to look for Gadafi. While he was walking next to Gadafi’s house he divised an enormous party on his mansion. 
   
   
   
  He thought and after a while he decided that his best chance to kill Gadafi would be to poison him. With great agility Paco climbed the fence that separated the party from the rest of the city. When he entered he saw complete darkness and in the obscurity the flashlights of the guardians where easy to see. He rapidly moved to confront the first two guardians. He located himself behind them and then he kept advancing cautiously. He predicted that to go in the party he would have to enter through the top of the house, so he started to climb through the side of the mansion. Paco felt nervous, he didn’t know if he was ready for this difficult job. He stopped to catch his breath and then kept going. When he reached the top of the house he saw 2 snipers, rapidly he hide behind some barrels that were scattered along the sides of the roof. 
   
   
   
   
   He opened his buttoned pocket and took out his silenced gun and with great precision he was able to insert the two 9mm bullets in the two snipers heads. He took one of the flashlights that the snipers had been using and started to search for an entrance. He looked for one, but he had no success in that. He thought for a while and with that he knew that the only away to enter to the party was through the main gate, where all the security stood. Paco was desperate he didn’t know what to do. He couldn’t find anything that would help get inside. After an extensive and overpowering search he saw a butler’s costume. 
   
   
   
   He dressed up, took some cigarettes from his pocket and climbed down. He approached the main gate. As it was supposed to happen the four security guys stopped him, they told him, “Who are you and why are you here?” Paco’s answer was very precise, “Hello, I’m a butler from the party I am so late because one of the top class guests Mr. Tahoka asked me if I could bring him some cigarettes, because he was beginning to feel dizzy”.The 4 security guys were so dumb that they believed the story Paco told them and they let him in. When he was inside the party he could see many guests dressed in nice suits and women dressed in very expensive dressed, but there was no sign of Gadafi. After some time of searching he divised Gadafi, he was sitting on the farthest table where he could almost completely camouflage himself, “All right Gadafi you are not running away from me”. He prepared himself and without hesitating he approached Gadafi.  When he was in front of him his stomach started to ache because of the pressure. He cordially asked Gadafi, “Sir would you like something to drink instead of that plain lemon juice”. Gadafi who was starting to get thirsty answered, “Yes please, I would like a chill of Margarita”, “ok sir”, “be sure it is very cold”.So Paco went to look for Gadafi’s refreshing chill. 
   
   
   
   Paco was very nervous, he wasn’t sure if he wanted to kill him, so he waited some time to reflect on the crime. After a couple of minutes he couldn’t hold it anymore, so he grabbed a bottle of chill from the refrigerator, opened the cap with a cap opener and pored the 20 ml of a very deadly venom on the chill. He went walking to where Gadafi was talking to his friends and cordially handed the chill that would kill Gadafi. He handed the chill to him and then quietly turned back to the kitchen in order to see the great moment when Gadafi took a zip of the chill. Gadafi kept talking and talking until he took a long zip of the chill and relaxed for some time. One minute later Gadafi collapsed. Medics from everywhere appeared and started to help Gadafi, but it was too late. 
   
   
   
   All the medics told us that he had died because of a heart attack, but the only one who knew the truth was Paco. He rapidly took a picture from a long distance of the dead body and went quietly out of the party. When he was out he climbed the fence one more time and left the perimeter of the house. He rapidly went to the market without hesitation. When he reached the market everyone cheered only because he had come alive. Paco gave the picture to the people so they could verify that Gadafi was dead. People cheered, cried, and thanked Paco for completing this suicide mission. All Libya exploded with emotion because the tyrant Gadafi was now dead.  
   
   
   
   
   Publication Date: December 20th 2011 https://www.bookrix.com/-matteo10698