Lemurria
22-08-2004, 20:50
As he went to bed, President Ghat Mundi opened the double doors to the balcony,as he did every night.Lemurria was a small country,and he didn't worry about assasins.
That was his fatal mistake.
An hour later,Ghat didn't wake up to the sound of a spear gun being shot and the harpoon imbedding itself deep inside the concrete wall right next to his balcony.Nor did he see a tall,dark figure slowly climbing up the rope which hung from the harpoon and stepping onto the balcony with the quietest of thumps.
The figure held up what appeared to be a fibre wire,fitted it slowly over Ghat's neck,and pulled up sharply.It ended without a struggle.The figure pocketed the wire,walked to the balcony,and climbed back down the rope.
The guards found Ghats body on the floor...
That was his fatal mistake.
An hour later,Ghat didn't wake up to the sound of a spear gun being shot and the harpoon imbedding itself deep inside the concrete wall right next to his balcony.Nor did he see a tall,dark figure slowly climbing up the rope which hung from the harpoon and stepping onto the balcony with the quietest of thumps.
The figure held up what appeared to be a fibre wire,fitted it slowly over Ghat's neck,and pulled up sharply.It ended without a struggle.The figure pocketed the wire,walked to the balcony,and climbed back down the rope.
The guards found Ghats body on the floor...