Reddit Challenge - 21

Topic: Can you set a story in purgatory where historical figures have to compete in a scavenger hunt/obstacle course competition to win a spot in Heaven?
-Reddit user deandra_reynolds

Hitler stands perfectly still in front of a start line. Surrounding him are red cave walls and massive pools of fire-spitting lava. The former dictator of the Third Reich stands in a race-ready position- he is wearing sweat pants and a sweat shirt adorned with the name and logo of the Vienna Art Academy- as a man in a red and white striped referee’s uniform walks up to the line and holds a gun in the air. Hitler bends down slightly, as if to prepare for the impending start. BAM!
As soon as the gun fires, Hitler is off and running like a Polack running from the Blitzkrieg. First he dashes about 50 meters at full speed before encountering the tire path. The genocidal maniac then begins to bounce and weave through the tires, making sure not to trip on them while still moving as quickly as possible. Toward the end of the tires, Hitler finally trips on one of the tires, causing him to fall face-first to the ground just at the end of the section. As he struggles to get up and continue, he is met by The Devil himself. The Devil looks down at Hitler and meets eyes, then simply shakes his head and points toward a door labeled “back to Hell.” Slowly, Hitler gets up and walks back toward the door, sulking.
The Devil then walks back to the starting line and looks at the next challenger: Muammar Gaddafi. Muammar is wearing a Libyan flag banana hammock and nothing else- the Devil rolls his eyes upon seeing this and then sets out to explain the objective. The Devil explains the rules plainly and simply: if you pass the obstacle course without fault in under two minutes you are granted passage into heaven.
Excited at the new prospect of freedom, Muammar jumps up to the line and gets ready. The referee slowly raises his gun in the air and begins to count down. As get gets to ‘one’ the referee lowers his weapon to his waist and shoots Gaddafi in the chest; the Colonel collapses to the ground and dies… again. The Devil is surprised but not upset, his glance quickly turns to the ref who looks back at him and shrugs “I used to live in Tripoli.”