Nobody had seen him then, slowly sipping his gin and tonic, lying lazily in the wicker chair on the terrace of the bar, would never have guessed what was going through his head. Niko
colleagues thought he had met in the weeks that the experiments lasted Advanced Sleep Unit.
All dead.
had his own nightmares killed.
And now there was only him. And he knew his time was running out. That any day will fall asleep and never again open his eyes.
Folch thought of the doctor, the person who ruined his life. He had played with them as who dissect rats in a laboratory. So a wry smile came to his face, remembering how he had bled to death. Killing him was easy. Only a matter of justice. Niko
interrupted his thoughts, he drained his glass and left a $ 50 bill on the table. With a slow pace, walked the short distance separating the bar from the Advanced Unit of Sleep. Entered through the front door and identified himself as a maintenance technician. I knew from the agenda of Dr. Folch hoping that Sunday one. Had time to prepare false credentials, his clothing and seamlessly study the building plans, which were achieved by unorthodox means. That day of the week, the center was nearly empty and depositing loads in places where they could do more damage was surprisingly simple.
And to think that these explosives had achieved with the money of the experiment! What irony!
recalled the announcement: "We are looking for volunteers to test new drugs sleep. Insurance and well paid "
- Ja! Sure! - She thought bitterly.
finally arrived in the central chamber. He sat in the middle, with crossed legs, took a deep breath and pulled the trigger.
His nightmares were gone forever.
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