hmmm...this episode is a reminder to all living being life isnt about bleeping alone, we should always do good, our good deeds we speak for us somehow anyday anytime...this really got me thinking somehow...

I learnt a lot from the last four chapters I.e. good deeds really pays.........is good to be good ...........let u good deeds outshine ur shortcomings..

Every of our deed has a reward. Do good and reap good

its good to be good... thank God we are now back to earth mode...

SmellingAnus:
its good to be good... thank God we are now back to earth mode...

Earth mode. Actor no dey die for film.

The riverbank is where many half dead settled waiting to either return to earth or turn invisible. Any who turned invisible, gave their coin to the giant who allowed them enter a canoe to the other side.

Life as a half dead was temporal, so many real ghost tries to take advantage of them and steal their coin. Many unlucky half dead end up locked for for the sin of a real ghost. But at the riverbank security is assured because half dead where separated from real ghost.

I sat feeling grateful for following Jacky to resque the little kid. That was my ticket to life again. I couldn't wait to return back to earth and amend my ways.

An old man half dead came and sat close to me looking worried.

" I wish above everything that I wake from here" he said.

I turned to the man who looked blankly at the ocean and said nothing, because I had nothing to say.

" who is going to find the money I buried in my room? I planned to give it to my kids but right now nobody will know where it is" . He said and shook his head regretfully.

I looked at him again and felt pity for him but said nothing.

" I don't think I can survive it" the man said. " as you can see, am fading away", then he took my hands and put all the coins he had in my palms. " please help me do something, would you? " he pleaded passionately.

" what's it? " I asked.

" please,look for someone who will take you to fiole. That's where they tattoo memories. I want you to tattoo a message for me. Would you? " he said folding my hands with the coins.

It will cost me nothing to help this man I thought. So I agreed.

" May you reach paradise. Call my house with this number, 33554422. And tell my second child to go to the waderope in my room, underneath it lies the money that will change their story. Tell him to dig out the money in the waderope floor. It is cemented, but it's there. " the old man half dead said.

I nodded. The man smiled for the first time since he was sat beside me. He then settled by lying facing up. I counted the coins it was 200. Then I asked the man out of curiosity.

" so you are trying to say, that all the good you did in your entire life time is 200? "

The man sat up, shook his head and said looking at me.

" I was never a good man. All I cared for was money because I suffered while growing up. No one cared, so when I started making money I cared less for no one except my family. In here, family kindness doesn't add any coin to you "

While the man was still talking he suddenly began to be transparent. He looked at himself and said.

" I knew it. Please help me"

" I will" . I said assuring him.

He quickly took me to fiole, a little distance from the riverbank. He introduced me to the artist who craft messages on people's chest. He was a different kind of ghost, other ghost look like themselves but transparent. But this one floated as though in the river same as its dreadlocks. It's eyes were glowing blue and it has no mouth. It's nails were long and curvy on his very bony fingers that held on to a broomstick.

I was asked to lie on the floor by its assistant, a fat, tall, intimidating looking black female ghost with also dreadlocks. I obeyed, and the artist began crafting what the old man was saying on my chest.

Few minutes later they were done. I payed the fat ghost lady from the coin the old man gave me and stood up to excort the old man who was already transparent to the river. He wanted to walk around the ocean since he had no coin left, but I stopped him. Handed him all the coins left from the one he gave me and said to him.

" you need it".

He thanked me and gave some to the giant who allowed him to enter the canoe. The peddler wore a black cloak with hood that coverd his face which was a black shadow and it's hands were skeletal.

I stood watching as they rode away, I turned to go back to my previous sit when suddenly mum called my name. I turned to look but woke up in the hospital.

Mum was beside me praying. My hands and legs were bandaged. Drip hung beside me with its hose attached to the syringe needle in my hand.

I looked at mum who was busy with her prayers. I was so weak that I could barely talk, but I managed to mutter.

" mum"

She didn't hear me. I tried again with much effort to speak louder.

" mum! " my voice came out husky.

She turned slowly as if she wasn't expecting me to wake. On seeing me smiling, her eyes widened and she shouted and hugged me. Then ran to call the doctor.

I was visited by everyone including mum's church members. Ruth made it a point of duty to visit twice a day, morning before work and after work. Amaka came twice with gifts. Phila came everyday to check how fast I was recovering, but Sandra was out of town. So she made sure she called me on video calls five times a day.

I was discharged a week later with a limping leg and a bandaged hand. I never forgot the man's message, the long walk and the moment mum called me back ,but I forgot everything else that happened at the otherside.

I kept having this strange feeling to call a number and deliver a message to someone I don't know. So i took up my phone and dialed a number, and it turned out to be an international number after dialing it. It rang a few times before the person answered. It was a man's voice.

" hello, who's this? " the man said.

" go to your fathers room, in his waderope, dig the floor, there's something buried for you and your siblings by your father. I said.

" who are you? " the man asked.

" just do what I said " and I hunged up.

The number called several times but I ignored it because I couldnt explain how I came about the message, only that calling the number had been a burden in my heart since I woke up. I had no peace until I delivered the message.

Few days later Phila came over to visit. She had with her a nylon filled with fruits.
" hello Mike " she said as she dropped the stuff at the dinning . " how are you feeling? "

" Good. Just a little pain here and there". I said.

" you are really a fighter " she said looking into my eyes.

I turned away and started changing the TV channel with the remote.

" my dad has agreed to have you work with us" she said.

I looked surprised. Then said.

" I can't in this condition"

" not now Mike! When you recover! " she said laughing.

While I was on bed rest, some police men came concerning the commissioners son. I was surprised to see them again.

" what is it again? " I asked.

" we have a witness against you. You are to follow us to the station to be identified " one of the police three police men said.

Finally!

Which kind wahala can't police allow you to at least recover, I pray philia's father is powerful and influential so she can help...


Chai see me reading as if I'm watching a movie imagining it real life scenario

Op thumbs up you're too much!

Lol the trouble was waiting for Mike to return.. welcome back to earth bro.

Police kwa? And Sandra is out of town..

you never even recover police wahala. them no dey let person rest ni.

WeLcome back bro

Welcome back Mike d slayer.

Well back mike

I thought this police commissioner's son issue was done and dusted

Why are they arresting him again?


You know what? This story is over. Do not post any updates again. I Don lock this thread

Viking007:
Earth mode. Actor no dey die for film.

hahahahah na true o... my only consolation na say the Actor dey alive cos dead man no fit come write him own story

izzou:


I thought this police commissioner's son issue was done and dusted

Why are they arresting him again?


You know what? This story is over. Do not post any updates again. I Don lock this thread

You get power reach?

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With this analysis, i can conclude that we have more ardent silent readers than the visible commentators here.

True that...

Getting more interesting, keep it up bri

Keep the fire burning bro but i hope this is not of those nairaland stories that i we never see the ending part

I had died several times in my mind before we arrived the station .

I was taken to the same office I had visited severally. I sat impatiently trying to conceal how nervous I was. Few minutes later Thomas joined me. He looked surprised to see me, then smiled.

" Mike Mike, so you're here again? "

I tried to let out a little smile then asked him nervously almost in a whisper.

" have you seen the person who's to identify us? "

" no. Let's wait and see what unfolds" . He said casually. Then he looked at my bandaged arm that was suspended round my neck and said. " I heard about your accident. Sorry I didn't show up , was out of town".

I cared less of what he thinks my concern was how to get out of the mess I was in.

About an hour later, two police men came in and escorted us into an empty room and asked us to stand facing a big mirror in front of us. We obeyed and was looking at our reflections in the mirror. They asked us to turn our left, then right. Later ushered us back to the room we once were.

After waiting for a long time, we were asked to go home. I was surprised they let us go like that. I didn't know what happened and they didn't bother to tell us. Thomas had been calm and smiley all the way.

" why are you so calm? " I asked in his car as we were about driving off.

" do you think you are the only one with people of importance? " he said smiling.

"how do you mean? " I asked.

" I know a lot of top men in this country, many I've dated, many want to have me. I knew about the identification nonsense before now. We dealt with it" he said , then engaged his engine.

I was getting better and I had resumed working with Phila's dad. Phila kept our relationship at friendship level, but we were still best of friends. Ruth automatically made herself my wife since Sandra had not returned. She was sent outside the country for a peace keeping mission. Amaka on the other hand, used the baby and the money she lent me as a bait to lure me over. But i had refrained from sex with her using flimsy excuses as a getaway. My life seem to return to regular until one day.

Thomas invited me over for a little birthday party at his place. I refused to attend because of what happened the previous time, but he assured me that it was going to be a straight party. I took Ruth with me to the party as an assurance and my bulletproof.

The party got to its peak, everyone had a little too much to drink and the dancing floor was crazy. Thomas excused me from Ruth and took me to his bedroom. I sat on the bed wondering what he is got to say.

" Mike. Do you know what I have done for you? "

I shook my head and kept my stare.

" I slept with an ugly old fool just to push the case away from you. The boy who saw you was a passer by. I shut him up with 500,000. Why am I doing all these? "

I became aware of the hole I just entered. I was expecting this but not as blackmail. Still I kept quiet for him to hit the nail on the head.

" why? " I asked.

" I love you Mike! "

I was surprised that I wasn't shocked to hear it. I also believed he was drunk as was everyone else, including myself, but the alcohol left me the minute he used the L word on me.

He started coming close to me and stood in front of me.

" Mike, I just can't get you off my mind. Please help me, I don't want to go nuts"

I stood up and went closer to the door and said.

" guy! I am as straight as a pole. It took all effort to handout with you irrespective of who you are. Please I beg you, don't ruin it"

He looked at me as if I wasn't understanding him then stood up and started walking towards me, while I moved closer to the door.

" Mike. Can't you understand that I put out my neck because of you? I got involved because of you. I am an accomplice to murder because of you Mike. I can teach you how to be like me, it's no harm, it's a new way of life " . He said drawing closer to me, while I opened the door and was half way out.

" Thomas! You are drunk. Let's talk some other time " I said and made to Leave.

" Mike! " Thomas called.

I stopped and turned to him. He was furious looking.

" please don't push me Mike! " he said frowning.

" push you? How? " I said stunned.

" dont make me do what I don't want to do. What will it cost you to be my boyfriend? I love you, I don't want to hurt you. But if you refuse.... ".

He suddenly stopped his speech halfway, then angrily walked pass me into the sitting room where the party was going down and Left me to stare behind him thinking of another trouble I just got into.

The next day I called Thomas, he wasn't picking. I tried again and then he answered.

" hello Mike, have you thought of what we discussed? " Thomas said.

" I actually called, to pay you back the 500,000 you paid the witness guy"
I said.

He suddenly hung up. I dialed his number again, he refused to pick up. Few minutes later I got a text message from Thomas.
" you better agree to my terms. I give you five days to make up your mind".

I looked at the message over again, but couldn't understand why Thomas would chose this part. One mind wanted me to go and confront him, but I knew the implementation. Another said something that got to me: ' our statements had been taken. He agreed to have left with me in his car, So therefore, whatsoever stone he throws up, will definitely land in front of him'. This gave me the confidence to call his threats bluff.

I was returning back from work on the sixth day when I noticed a police van in front of my house. I drew back and duck in a nearby bush. From my position I could see clearly the happenings in my house. Three armed police men stood at the gate looking observantly.

I drew back slowly, took another route to the road, board a commercial bike to Jacky's house.

I called mum to know what was going on, she told me that someone called them and claimed he saw me kill the boy.

I explained everything to Jacky except that I know a thing about the boys death, and Thomas's blackmail.

" is that why you're hiding? The person should come and I. D you before anyone can arrest you. Just a phone call and you are afraid? " he said smoking his weed.

Suddenly, a text rang on my phone. It was from Thomas: THIS IS A WARNING.

I no dey like all these man-burst-man-nyansh matter

I no dey like am

The story is so interesting

I had known before hand that this blackmail will be ditched out to mike,you've survived robbery, ghastly accident even ghost world let's see how you will escape Thomas blackmail.
op you're a good writer, keep it up,You're making my days.keep it UP.

Intresting, it sounds real

I never liked this Thomas from the beginning.
Which kind wahala be this?

OP, that man second son, has he been able to find the money on wardrobe floor, I hope he will find something for Mike?

The gayish part is making this story irritating to me.
Plz dont quote me and say rubbish,just poured out my mind.

lilyheaven:
OP, that man second son, has he been able to find the money on wardrobe floor, I hope he will find something for Mike?

Mike had delivered his message and that end's the matter

Mike what kind of book of trouble are you in.

From fighting at Amaka shop

To murdering your friend by those holligans

To meeting Thomas who is a gay

To killing of commissioner's son

To police station and police wahala

To car accident

To near death and a visit to the spirit world

Now to the mercy of Thomas .

Haba every chapter in that book is problems upon problems.