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Devil's Puzzle by ghostwritter(m): 2:14pm On Jan 12
From the stables of GHOST PRODUCTION in partnership with BLACK-DOGS ENTERTAINMENT and NAIRALAND STUDIO presents: Devil's Puzzle.

All rights reserved. No part of this write-up may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transported in any form or by any means (electronic, mechanical, photocopying, re-cording or otherwise), without the prior written permission of the writer himself.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

You can contact the writer OMOTAYO TAOFIQ SULEMAN through: osuleman11@gmail.com or osuleman11@yahoo.com



Personal note:Funny enough I made a new year resolution never to type stories again and face reality but this voice in my head won't just let me rest, it keeps whispering crazy things into my head and urging me to write. So now I have decided to obey (So that i will not come and run mad). I swear I don't know what this story will be all about, I don't know what shape it's going to take but I have this feeling it going to be super horrific and crazy. Mind you, I am not so good with English but I will try. I will try make this write-up one of my best here on nairaland and hopefully one of the best you will ever read. Trust me. But updates drops weekly.

pls no one should quote my story just to get my attention, it's insensitive. I will complete this story by God's grace.

I dedicate this work to every crazy introvert like me who dwells in the happiness of the beautiful events inside their heads. We are not mad, we are just wonderfully crazy.. wink

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Re: Devil's Puzzle by ghostwritter(m): 2:26pm On Jan 12
CHAPTER ONE

SWEET BOYS


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It was a Sunday and I was ready to resume school after the five weeks break. It’s going to be a two and half hours drive to Crownsville Model College so I had had everything packed and set for another year away from mother.

“I hope you won’t forget anything at home this time?” mother inquired.

“No mum, it’s all packed” I assured her.

Mother had to go through my luggage again making sure I forget nothing like it happened previous terms and most importantly no contrabands. When she was done, she had the maids and driver pack them to the car. Something was wrong with mother and I could see it even as she tried to hide it with her usual cheerful look.

“Mum, what’s wrong…shey ko si? I asked as we took the back seat ready to embark for the journey.

She expelled deep sigh as she stared into my eyes thoughtfully “Kunle, you need to be very prayerful”

My heart missed a beat. Her total expression got me uneasy “Mum, what is it?”

“I had a terrible dream, it’s so scary like I had never had before, something evil happened to…” she paused, shut tight her eyes and shook her head like she hopes to shake off whatever was forming in it, she looked worried “God forbid anything evil happen to you. I have prayed over it and I want you to always pray when you get to school”

I could see she was scared but I wasn’t. I had in the last couple of months had many nightmares but nothing evil happened. Rather, things went even better without prayer. Like one of my teachers would say ‘Dreams are just figment of our imagination or utmost desire coming to play in our head, nothing to worry about’ and that had been my belief. I promised mum on increasing my period on prayers . She had no reason to doubt me for I still remain her good little boy. As we journeyed far away from home, I couldn’t help but reminisce on my family. Father died seven years ago when I was nine, his company paid mother big for his life service and gratuity, and mother was smart with the money, she made the best use of it. Within four years, mother was richer than her expectation. She had my elder brother go for his masters’ degree abroad and so was my elder sister in one of the best university abroad. I smiled at the thought of joining them as soon as I am done with college.

And there the car halted at the administrative building. My luggage was dropped and inspected by the school guards and I was cleared. Mother ensured she made virtually all the staff promise to watch over me as she tipped them. One of the school steward help rolled my luggage into one of the numerous hotels along side many other students resuming for the session. Just before mother left, she prayed for me and made me promise to be careful, prayerful and continue being her good boy, I did and watched her car exit the gigantic gate of Crownsville Model College.

*
Crownsville Model College strictly a boarding school at the outskirt of town is one of the best private colleges of about two thousand boarding students of both genders. Students aren’t allowed out of the school for a whole academic term unless on extreme cases. I stood watching as exotic cars zoomed in and out while they dropped students, many familiar faces greeting one another, students bidding their relatives good bye, new students looking sober as they watched in awe there love ones abandon them to the care of the school management. I felt nostalgic flashing back five years ago when I cried seeing my mother betray me to the hands of the school. I smiled realizing how I had coped and gotten better on my own. How time flies. I met many familiar faces as I walked into the dormitory. Many bullies and early comers had taken all the suitable bunks at the favorable spots leaving late-comers and weaklings to scramble for the unfavorable spots usually the under bunk and exposed spots. Surprisingly, the steward had help drop my luggage on top a bunk located right next to the window which was my best spot but there was a problem, It was beside some set of mischievous, and unserious student who called themselves ‘Sweet boys’. I tried to relocate but every other spot had been occupied. The sweet gang comprises of six senior boys in my class, they are Kolade Ogunsesan son of a Yoruba chief, Akpan Nbaduke whose father I heard is an ambassador, Edward Tella son of a multiple award female journalist, Ali Dambako grandson of a northern billionaire, Solomon Araga is the only of a very popular and renowned miracle working pastor Christopher Araga, Benson Mayeolu one of the numerious sons of a senator, he is the leader of the sweet gang. As I arranged my cloths into my wardrobe, the sweet boys were happy to see one another again, narrating holiday adventures, showing themselves all sorts of contraband they had smuggled in, many of the boys had brought all sorts of android phones hopefully to impress the girls, few had PSP (playstation Portable), pornography magazines and pictures, perfumes, alcohols, India helms, condoms and many more. I saw them cluttered to have a look and would hail one another as each narrates how he smuggled it in.

“Solomon…Solomon!!” I heard them chanting in praise and amusement as Solomon narrated how he was able to smuggle in a particular object.

By the way they chanted, I feared Solomon must have brought in a gun or worse.

I couldn’t report the sweet gang and no one can, they had their ways with everything and most of all, it is against the hostel code to report fellow colleague for contraband. That’s a great sin.

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The next morning on the assembly ground, the principal Mrs. Wright addressed every new and returning student. welcoming everyone into another academic session. She read out the school rules and was in the process of lecturing us on the consequences when suddenly one of the newly admitted female student in J.S.S.1 fell down in trance and began to speak. “It will happen. The evil is here in our midst, it has come to take, to steal and to destroy” she yelled before falling unconscious.

Everyone began to murmur in panic with the assembly disrupted more by her words than her condition.

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Re: Devil's Puzzle by KimberlyWest(f): 2:26pm On Jan 12
Interesting cool following jejely.

I've never like boarding schools at all sad

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Re: Devil's Puzzle by queenitee(f): 2:42pm On Jan 12
KimberlyWest:
Interesting cool following jejely.

I've never like boarding schools at all sad
I loved boarding school, I still do but I was never chanced to attend one. *sad face*
My kids would attend boarding schools grin grin grin

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Re: Devil's Puzzle by Ann2012(f): 3:00pm On Jan 12
Following

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Re: Devil's Puzzle by LightQueen(f): 3:15pm On Jan 12
Nice start

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Re: Devil's Puzzle by Chommieblaq(f): 1:02pm On Jan 13
I'm a dedicated fan or your stories, love your choice of words and how you write, hovwever you have many other stories you haven't finished.
Don't get us all engrossed and leave us of dry
Re: Devil's Puzzle by ghostwritter(m): 6:51pm On Jan 13
CHAPTER TWO

THE BOOK OF ULTIMATE WISH


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Shortly after dinner, comes the lights-out at exactly 10:35pm where every student must mount their beds to sleep. I laid on mine with the thought of Feyintola a female classmate and my long time crush. I couldn’t get my mind off her due to her beautiful and exotic body features. Feyintola had been my crush since I was in S.S.1 but I hadn’t been able to bring myself to tell her how much I love her.

“Go to bed, lights out!” I could hear one of the security officers yelling for the umpteenth time in one of the dormitories. The lights went off before I drifted to sleep.

*

During breakfast the second week in the school cafeteria, I got in late and was served my tray of food. The hall was filled and could only see a vacant seat beside where the sweet gang sat. As I walked up to join the table, I saw them discussing. Solomon paused as he saw me coming, they lashed me an unwelcoming stare as I sat. “I hope I’m not intruding?”

“It depends” Benson answered bluntly.

I wasn’t surprise, these guys aren’t my kind either, I tried search for somewhere else but there was none except for the junior section which wasn’t proper for senior students to go sit. “I am sorry if I am intruding. Everywhere else is occupied as you can see”

They all kept mute and stared, hopefully waiting for me to leave.

I got the message, picked up my tray and was about to stand up for another table far across the hall when Solomon held me back. “Can you keep secret?” he asked in hush tone.

“Solomon, I don’t think it’s a good idea to let this guy in” cuts in Benson

“We have no choice. Remember he is the only one around our bunk, so we have to let him in” Said Solomon. Solomon turned at me and repeated his earlier question.

I looked into their faces, not sure what Solomon meant. I could see the doubt in boys’ eyes as they accessed me. What’s happening? What are these guys up to? What sort of secret could they be hiding? “Yes” I answered hoping to satisfy my curiosity.

“Are you sure?” Kolade inquired with his eyes darting all around me inquisitively.

“Yes of course” I nodded convincingly.

I could see the boys stared at one another with more uncertainty.

Solomon continued his narration to the gang, it was about a book which I couldn’t catch-up with.

“Sorry guys, but you’ve lost me here. What book are we talking about?”

The boys looked displeased at my intrusion knowing Solomon would have to re-explain.

“There is this book I brought from home, it works just like magic” Solomon began “My father uses it secretly in his prayers”.

I still couldn’t get it but kept an interesting appearance like the other boys “Is it a Bible?” I asked.

“No”

“Quran?”

“No. This book is more than that. I had once seen my father uses it to perform miracle. It’s called ‘The book of ultimate wish’”

“The Book of Ultimate Wish?” I asked.

“Yes. It’s a book that can give you whatever you need by just wishing for it in your mind”

I laughed knowing he had only made up such name to scare me away and his sweet gang knew I wasn’t taking that. How is that even possible?

“I tried it last night and it worked” said Solomon like he knew what I was thinking.

“So what happened?” the five other boys asked curiously almost in unison.

“Shuu! Keep your voices down. Do you want the other students to hear us?” Solomon cautioned. The boys shook their heads sheepishly.

“I was inside the female hostel yester-night” Solomon said and paused to meet our reactions and it was just what he wanted, we were shocked. He smiled.

“But how did you do it? Did the guards not see you?” Akpan curiously took it from my mouth as much as he did for the others.

“I was invisible to any other person. I merely walked pass the guards into the dormitory last night. I saw the girls, all of them. Few of them even slept almost Unclad. I wish you guys saw it”

Our eyes lightened up with mouths almost drooling as Solomon narrated. I wish his words were true as I wouldn’t belief such tale. It sounded too good to be true. “I don’t belief you” I challenged. Solomon and his sweet gang frowned at me.

“Get out of here you fool!!” Benson yelled at me. He was ready to make good use of his fist if I dare hesitate. I obeyed to go sit on a vacant seat afar, beside me was this new junior female student seated looking at me through her big concave lens , beside her were five voluminous book, she appeared so bookish for her small, thin stature. She looked strange with a long scar that ran down her bony cheeks from her top nose. Then I remembered her. She is Elizabeth the girl who made the prophecy and I guessed that was why she was seated alone, who wants a freak for a friend. She merely stared at me suspiciously like she heard my thought and slowly resumed to munching down her food.

*

As the day rolled by with school activities, all I could think about were Solomon’s words, if they were real. I pictured myself inside the female dormitory, seeing them in their unclothedness. Feyintola came to mind, “Oh… that will be a dream come true!” I gushed and sighed deeply as I lay on my bed ready for ‘lights out’.

*

While I was sleeping, having one of those nightmares, I felt someone tap me. I woke up to see Solomon and his sweet gang staring at me amidst the dark while they darted their flash lights into my eyes.

“Wake-up sleepy head, it’s time to go”. Solomon hushed.

“Go where, what’s going on?” I was so confused.

“Just come along, we don’t have much time” he beckoned. The boys sneaked away out of the dormitory. I scrambled out of bed to follow them into a small abandoned school store a bit far from the hostel. I wasn’t sure what I was doing. Six of us gathered around with our torches as we watched Solomon knelt and fumbling with strange wordings from a big old grimy book he had brought along. I noticed he wasn’t too familiar with the words and he was a bit nervous like the rest of us. After a while, I noticed something, the weather slowly changed while he kept reading, a whispering wind was blowing outside. I felt strange chilly cold descend on me and so were the others as I saw them shivering. An uncomfortable and numbing sense of fear pricked me. We couldn’t talk as Solomon had earlier instructed we don’t to say a word while he reads. We could only stare in fear. Solomon gently laid the book on the floor. He brought out a pocket knife to punch his thumb and allowed his blood drop on one of the opened pages of the book. That came as a surprise to everyone, he never made mention of that even to his friends.

“Relax guys, it’s just a drop. That’s the little price we must pay” Solomon said sounding indifferent as he looked at the nervous faces around him.

Then the wind stopped, so came a deafening silence that hovered around within the store. I could swear I almost jumped out of my skin when I saw Solomon vanished into thin air.

“Guys relax, I’m here” Solomon’s voice could be heard amidst thin air. We couldn’t see him even with the illumination from our torch-lights darting around the store.

‘I am invisible, you guys can’t see me” his voice erupted proudly again.

We were all marveled with our eyes widened and jaws dropping. It’s real. I couldn’t belief it. I felt dreamy.

“You guys should wait here till I’m back” Solomon’s voice instructed as he breezed pass and so we waited silently and anxiously for almost an hour in the dark stuffy space. Solomon suddenly puffed out from thin air into our midst grinning exhaustively.

“What happened?” Ali asked curiously.

“I saw them. Those girls are beautiful and sexy in their night gowns”. Solomon replied still brimming.

“So can we experience it?” Benson was eager to cut through his thumb already. I stood and watched as Solomon supervised the boys one after the other as they each had fifteen minutes of a life time opportunity into the female hostels. When it was my turn, I couldn’t do it as tempting as it was. Something wasn’t just right. It wasn’t just the drop of blood or invisibility that scared. I felt there was more to it.

Just before we retreated to the dormitory that night, they made me promise never to speak a word of my experience and I did. lipsrsealed

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Re: Devil's Puzzle by germaphobe(m): 7:09pm On Jan 13
hmmmmmm
Re: Devil's Puzzle by ghettochild(m): 8:51pm On Jan 13
ghostwritter:
From the stables of GHOST PRODUCTION in partnership with BLACK-DOGS ENTERTAINMENT and NAIRALAND STUDIO presents: Devil's Puzzle.

All rights reserved. No part of this write-up may be reproduced, stored in a retrieval system, or transported in any form or by any means (electronic, mechanical, photocopying, re-cording or otherwise), without the prior written permission of the writer himself.

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places and incidents are either the product of the author’s imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events or locales is entirely coincidental.

You can contact the writer OMOTAYO TAOFIQ SULEMAN through: osuleman11@gmail.com or osuleman11@yahoo.com



Personal note:Funny enough I made a new year resolution never to type stories again and face reality but this voice in my head won't just let me rest, it keeps whispering crazy things into my head and urging me to write. So now I have decided to obey (So that i will not come and run mad). I swear I don't know what this story will be all about, I don't know what shape it's going to take but I have this feeling it going to be super horrific and crazy. Mind you, I am not so good with English but I will try. I will try make this write-up one of my best here on nairaland and hopefully one of the best you will ever read. Trust me. But updates drops weekly.
I dedicate this work to every crazy introvert like me who dwells in the happiness of the beautiful events inside their heads. We are not mad, we are just wonderfully crazy.. wink
Wait o namesake.is this gonna b another unfinished story??
Mio raye nonsense o
Re: Devil's Puzzle by ghostwritter(m): 9:07pm On Jan 13
pls no one should quote my story just to get my attention, it's insensitive. I will complete this story by God's grace.
Re: Devil's Puzzle by ghettochild(m): 9:11pm On Jan 13
See omotayo.. If u don't finish this story I will borrow thunder from Darous n finish u..
Na so the story of that sheikh wey dey control al jannu.. U didn't finish it..
How u want make I even sign u to my movie company based in SA?
We were waiting for you to finish d movie but u didn't so we can call upon u..
Now u have started another masterpiece that may not see daylight
Re: Devil's Puzzle by queenitee(f): 8:36am On Jan 14
Hmmm
Re: Devil's Puzzle by LightQueen(f): 8:56am On Jan 14
Well done Op
Re: Devil's Puzzle by donteanz(m): 7:46pm On Jan 14
The Ghostwritter With The Double TT, Carry On Sir.
Re: Devil's Puzzle by ghostwritter(m): 10:43pm On Jan 15
CHAPTER THREE

NIGHTMARE


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I laid on my bed till day break trying to wrap my head around what I had seen. It felt unreal but it was real. I could see the sweet boys excited all through the day as they kept smiling to all the pretty girls in class. I envied the boys and wish I had taken the chance of a life time the night before. By night fall, I was excited as I laid there on my bed in anticipation for the Sweet boys call till I fell unconscious. I woke up the next morning to the exhausted faces of the sweet boys. They looked tired like they hadn’t slept a bit through the night. I felt betrayed and challenged them for not waking me.

“Of what use is a Lollypop to a goat” Solomon replied me as he struggles to dress up for class. The boys all laughed. They got his message and so did I and it hurt seeing they must have had wonderful experiences the night before. I begged him to let me follow them the next night and he agreed. But that night, the gang failed to wake me and again I missed out of the wonderful experience.
The next morning, I could see they appeared more exhausted and noticed Benson, Ali and Kolade sleeping during lessons. In class, I would stare at Feyintola whose seat was at the front row adjacent mine giving me more chance to stare at her smooth legs, her lips, eyes, her chest. Wondering how wonderful it would be to caress them all. Few times she had caught me stare at her but smiled coyly, I felt she loved me too. So on that afternoon during break, I braced up and approached her with snacks, drink and my boyish smile.
Seated beside her was Kiki her best friend, both had their minds buried to a romance novel along the walk-way.

“Hi” I greeted.

Kiki swiftly looked up from her book with a frown as if I had disrupted her mind. “Hi, what is it?” she asked.

“I…I came to see Feyintola” I almost stammered.

Feyintola looked up and almost let out a smile on seeing me but she quickly frowned. “Why?”

I loosed it. I couldn’t remember all those romantic lines I had rehearsed, telling Feyintola how I felt about her seem difficult than I had imagined. “I…I…I have…have come to give you these” I starmmered and handed the snacks and drinks to her.

“Thank you…and is that all?” she asked expectantly.

“That’s all” I lied

As I turned and was walking away, I heard them giggling. I was sure they were making fun of me. I felt foolish. While going, the sweet boys suddenly accosted me, they looked at me suspiciously as they tried to know if I hadn’t been going around spilling their secret. I assured them I haven’t and wouldn’t do such thing. They walked away not after reminding me of the consequences if I do.

An hour past midnight the next day, I was woken by the alarm of my wrist-watch. I looked around and wasn’t surprise to see the six beds around me empty. I grabbed my flash light and sneaked out of the hostel away into the store in my pajamas. There in the store were the six of them flashing their lights on me as I appeared, I guess I scared them. I confronted them for not calling on me but they appeared too engrossed with what Solomon was about to do. I sensed they cared less about my presence but I wasn’t bothered, I had made up my mind to join in the wonderful experience. We watched silently as Solomon kept reading out the strange words from the book, he pronuced fluently and confidently this time. And as he did, the weather outside turned windy as numbing cold enveloped our bodies again. I became scared, skeptical of my earlier choice. All the boys appeared to care less as they seem eager to spill their bloods on the book. One after the other, I watched them dissolve into thin air with Solomon’s supervision. When it was my turn to go, Solomon insist I stay behind claiming it’s a must someone amongst us stay behind to watch over the book.

“But we can simply just hide the book somewhere around till we all come back” I suggested hoping I don’t stay behind.

“Sorry, it doesn’t work like that. The book must be left open till we all reappear” Solomon responded eagerly with his blood already dripping on the opened page of the book.

I was curious. “So what happens if the page is closed?”

Solomon vanished.

I felt him breeze away from the store. In my anger I sat down to watch vigilant over the book. I could hear my heart beating in the dark, quiet space of the store. Shortly, I heard a rumbling noice by the far corner of the store, I was startled. I flashed my light at the direction to reveal a black cat staring at me. It stood still as it kept it gaze on me even as I flicked my light at it. That was scary. I picked up a piece of wood to throw at it but the cat had disappeared. It was nowhere around. After about two long, silent and scary hours, the boys puffed-out one after the other all sweaty, exhausted but excited. By day break I tried to make them narrate their experiences to me but they kept avoiding it. At class that day, a handful of girls were absent from class including Feyintola and Kiki, I heard they were all admitted at the school clinic due to strange ailment. We heard it was so serious that four of the girls had to be taken for intensive treatment outside the school. Rumour quickly spread about Elizabeth’s prophecy coming to pass. That night before I slept, I thought about what had happened to the girls, perhaps they ate something poisonous. I woke up past midnight and was surprise to see the sweet boys all still asleep. I sneaked up to Solomon’s bunk, woke him up and reminded him of our activity but he simply shunned me off telling me they had earlier cancelled it.

“But why?” I whispered angrily.

“Are you daft, don’t you hear what happened to some girls?” Solomon asked sleepily.

“Yes I heard but that shouldn’t stop us. Besides, we are just going there to have a view”

“We are on solidarity break with the girls throughout this week” he said conclusively before falling back to sleep.

Solomon was right, my desperation had taken the better part of me. I withdrew to my bed and slept.

*

I saw myself walking through the school football pitch in the middle of the a dead night, I couldn’t remember when and how I got there but I felt I was to wait for someone. Everywhere was awefully quiet and that got me uneasy. Who am I waiting for? Who is coming?” I looked across the field and saw Feyintola running towards me from the other end of the field in her school uniform. She was desperately calling for help against a creature that was pursuing her. Behind her was something looking like a gargoyle.

“David help!” she called in distress.

At first I couldn’t tell what it was from afar but the beast like creature effortlessly caught up with her and tore her into shreds like she was made of tissue. I stood unable to move my feet as the creature lumbered towards me with deadly intent. It took the figure of a human in a pitch black scaly body, balanced on two thick muscled legs that looked much like that of a horse, on its human-like face rested two long horns. Its eyes set under heavy bony brows that glowed ghastly red, while tufts of its lank sprouted from its diseased scalp. It got to me and slowly walked around me in circles. it sniffed my body and sneered. From it fanged mouth proceeded blood-curdling shrieks accompanied by the stench of rotten meat. The monster looked right into my eyes and I could see it had come for more than a kill. While it sharp-talon paws reached out to rend and tear me, I shut tight my eyes in fear and screamed.

I jolted up from my nightmare to meet everyone in my dormitory starring at me. I must have been screaming all along.

During the morning assembly, the school principal Mrs. Wright addressed the rumor and panic going around the school, she assured every student maximum security. Kiki resumed class that week but Feyintola hadn’t, she informed me that Feyintola was amongst the four girls with critical condition. I couldn’t concentrate in class as my mind kept dwelling on my nightmare, how the beast had killed Feyintola and also came for me. Is she going to die? Am I going to die?

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Re: Devil's Puzzle by AkachukwuD: 11:18pm On Jan 15
Next update please
Re: Devil's Puzzle by germaphobe(m): 11:31pm On Jan 15
update sharp sharp and thanks for this one

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Re: Devil's Puzzle by Ann2012(f): 6:09am On Jan 16
Well done OP

The sickness might be related to the mysterious book

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Re: Devil's Puzzle by ghostwritter(m): 5:43pm On Jan 19
CHAPTER FOUR

IN THE STORE


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Shortly after night prep followed lights-out, the guards ordered every student to bed. I changed into my pajamas and was about to jump on my bed when Benson beckoned to me to join him and the other boys around his bunk. I saw all the sweet boys clustered on Benson’s bed, I sensed something mischievous but went over to see. They were excitingly flipping through pages of an erotic magazine. I shook my head disinterested and withdrew back to mount my bed. I woke up in the middle of the night to go ease myself but was surprise the sweet boys were all gone. I first went to go ease myself and then sneaked away to the store where I saw Benson and Solomon, the rest had disappeared. I confronted both of them for not living up to their promise. Solomon simply told me he forgot, Benson then whispered words into his ear just before he vanished. I was left with Solomon staring at me indecisively.

“I sure you remember that someone will have to stay behind right?” asked Solomon as his voice broke into the awkward silence.

I charged in protest “Not again, you promised me of going the last time. What changed?”

“Guy relax, don’t you know that it is the patient dog that gets to eat the fattest bone? You will have your wish tomorrow but this night you’ve got to stay behind” Solomon was already dripping his blood on the book. I was furious as I watched him vanish right in front of me. I felt betrayed and toyed with the idea of leaving but I couldn’t. I sat patiently waiting. After a while, I heard footsteps outside approaching the store, I got scared on realizing the sounds were ascending towards the entrance. I hurriedly picked up the knife to punch my thumb, my blood spilled on the opened page of the book as I waited anxiously for my invisibility to take effect but I never felt it happen. Someone entered the store flashing a torch light around, my eyes widen in horror as I realized who it was, it’s Mr. Collins the chief guard and very strict. I saw him approach my direction searchingly. He made a halt right in front of me and darted his light all around curiously like he had come for something else but me. I wanted to explain myself but Mr. Collins appeared less bothered with my presence. After searching for a while, he walked out of the store to meet someone waiting.

“Are you sure you saw someone go into this store?” I heard Mr. Collins asking another person.

“Yes sir, I saw him” A boyish and familiar voice replied.

“But I just searched and saw no one there”

“But Sir, I…”

“Go back to your hostel, I guess it’s just your imagination” the guard’s voice cut’s in.

I waited till the footsteps faded away before I heavily sighed in relieve. That was close. I wondered why the guard had pretended not seeing me. Mr. Collins was too smart and merciless to just let me go like that. Anyone would have seen me at such close range. “Maybe he never saw me” I thought aloud, “Maybe the booked worked… or did it?” It then hit me that I might be invisible to his eyes. As I carefully walked out of the store towards the male hostel, I saw a junior boy heading towards me to the toilet, I made all sort of hand gesture at him but he simply walked pass me unnoticed. I was excited and quickly dashed for the female hostel. I walked pass the two guards by it entrance; it was easier than I thought. On getting into one of the dormitories, I was taken aback by what I saw Benson and his gang doing to the girls. The boys were all having canal knowledge of the girls as they slept except Solomon who was busy going from bags to wardrobes in search of valuables.

“What the hell are you guys doing?” I almost screamed as I couldn’t belief my eyes.

All the boys were shock to see me. Solomon ran up to me confrontationally “Guy what are doing here, aren’t you suppose to be watching over the book?”

The five others joined him with three of them totally unclad.

“Solomon, what’s this guy doing here, I thought I told you not to let him follow us. Can’t you see he doesn’t have the mind?” said Benson

“Belief me, I never planned for him to be here” replied Solomon before he turned and instructed that I leave. I looked at their hostile faces and realized I was unwelcome. I headed back to the store with much anger and regret, I felt ashamed to have associated myself with mischievous boys, I spilled more blood on the book again and I could feel my body reappear. I was too angry to wait behind for the others but as I stepped out of the store, someone flashed a light at me from afar “Who are you?” Mr. Collins’s voice shouted.

I froze wishing I am still invisible.

“I said who are you, or are you deaf?” the flash light was approaching.

“It’s me sir” I surprisingly found my voice.

“What’s your name and what are you doing in an abandoned store this time of the night?” he agitated as he reached me.

I was certain to be expelled from school or imprisoned if he gets to know the truth. So I lied. “My name is David. I came here to read” I tried sound convincing.

Mr. Collins stared at me suspiciously for a moment. “So where is the book you had come here to read” he sounded sarcastic.
My fear heightened as I realized I had no book. “It’s inside the store” I replied instinctively.

“Inside the store?”

“Yes sir, I kept the book inside the store”

I could see he never believed me by the way he looked me up with his light. “Go show me”

I led him back into the store and headed straight towards Solomon’s book that was lying on the floor.

“That’s it sir” I pointed.

He observed closely at the opened book for a while and then stared puzzled at me “What is all these, are you into voodoo?”

I shook my head “No sir”

“Then explain the strange words and blood stains on the book?”

I tried to talk my way out but it was too late, Mr. Collins grabbed me by my cloth and ordered that I pick it up and follow him outside. I told him I can’t but he insisted with a heavy slap to my face. Slowly, I picked it up and was heading outside when suddenly Benson showed up from the dark space behind Mr. Collins and swiftly split his throat open with the pocket knife. I trembled to watch in horror as Mr. Collins fell down lifeless into his pool of blood.

What the hell have you done?” Solomon yelled at Benson “Why did you kill him? Now we are in a big big trouble”. Confusion sets in as the other boys challenged Benson as well with fear written all over them.

“Guys relax, I did it for our sake” Said Benson.

“How?” Ali cuts in angrily “You just killed a man. You just killed Mr. Collins the chief guard”

“If I hadn’t, he will have us exposed and I am sure you all know what that means?” Benson asked rhetorically as he looked across our faces. We kept mute; he was right as his death was our only way out. Mr. Collins a ‘no nonsense man’ would have mercilessly forced the truth out of me through any means possible.

“So what do we do?” asked Edward who was as well trembling as the rest of us.

“We hide his body somewhere around…and no one gets to speak of it”. Benson suggested conclusively.

The other boys agreed and so did I. he hid the corpse deep by the corner of the store where we were sure no one will ever find it, and as we were covering it up, I saw the cat staring at us from the other corner of the store, it eyes glowing reflectively in the dark. As I called the other boys attention to it, it was gone. “I swear to God I saw it staring at us just now” I said pointing to its direction. None of them believed me as they saw no trace of it. I guess they thought my fear had taken its toll on me. Suddenly, Akpan called our attention to something on me, we saw blood flowing out of the book profusely, I realized I had closed the book. We inquired from Solomon what it meant but he could only stare blankly back at us.

“Where is Kolade?” I asked as soon as I noticed his absence.

Solomon gasped in horrific realization “Oh my God, we left him behind!” shocked

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Re: Devil's Puzzle by Ann2012(f): 7:29pm On Jan 19
Terrifying....
Thanks for the update
Re: Devil's Puzzle by queenitee(f): 2:32pm On Jan 20
OMG
Re: Devil's Puzzle by ghettochild(m): 5:47am On Jan 23
ghostwritter:
CHAPTER THREE

NIGHTMARE


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I laid on my bed till day break trying to wrap my head around what I had seen. It felt unreal but it was real. I could see the sweet boys excited all through the day as they kept smiling to all the pretty girls in class. I envied the boys and wish I had taken the chance of a life time the night before. By night fall, I was excited as I laid there on my bed in anticipation for the Sweet boys call till I fell unconscious. I woke up the next morning to the exhausted faces of the sweet boys. They looked tired like they hadn’t slept a bit through the night. I felt betrayed and challenged them for not waking me.

“Of what use is a Lollypop to a goat” Solomon replied me as he struggles to dress up for class. The boys all laughed. They got his message and so did I and it hurt seeing they must have had wonderful experiences the night before. I begged him to let me follow them the next night and he agreed. But that night, the gang failed to wake me and again I missed out of the wonderful experience.
The next morning, I could see they appeared more exhausted and noticed Benson, Ali and Kolade sleeping during lessons. In class, I would stare at Feyintola whose seat was at the front row adjacent mine giving me more chance to stare at her smooth legs, her lips, eyes, her chest. Wondering how wonderful it would be to caress them all. Few times she had caught me stare at her but smiled coyly, I felt she loved me too. So on that afternoon during break, I braced up and approached her with snacks, drink and my boyish smile.
Seated beside her was Kiki her best friend, both had their minds buried to a romance novel along the walk-way.

“Hi” I greeted.

Kiki swiftly looked up from her book with a frown as if I had disrupted her mind. “Hi, what is it?” she asked.

“I…I came to see Feyintola” I almost stammered.

Feyintola looked up and almost let out a smile on seeing me but she quickly frowned. “Why?”

I loosed it. I couldn’t remember all those romantic lines I had rehearsed, telling Feyintola how I felt about her seem difficult than I had imagined. “I…I…I have…have come to give you these” I starmmered and handed the snacks and drinks to her.

“Thank you…and is that all?” she asked expectantly.

“That’s all” I lied

As I turned and was walking away, I heard them giggling. I was sure they were making fun of me. I felt foolish. While going, the sweet boys suddenly accosted me, they looked at me suspiciously as they tried to know if I hadn’t been going around spilling their secret. I assured them I haven’t and wouldn’t do such thing. They walked away not after reminding me of the consequences if I do.

An hour past midnight the next day, I was woken by the alarm of my wrist-watch. I looked around and wasn’t surprise to see the six beds around me empty. I grabbed my flash light and sneaked out of the hostel away into the store in my pajamas. There in the store were the six of them flashing their lights on me as I appeared, I guess I scared them. I confronted them for not calling on me but they appeared too engrossed with what Solomon was about to do. I sensed they cared less about my presence but I wasn’t bothered, I had made up my mind to join in the wonderful experience. We watched silently as Solomon kept reading out the strange words from the book, he pronuced fluently and confidently this time. And as he did, the weather outside turned windy as numbing cold enveloped our bodies again. I became scared, skeptical of my earlier choice. All the boys appeared to care less as they seem eager to spill their bloods on the book. One after the other, I watched them dissolve into thin air with Solomon’s supervision. When it was my turn to go, Solomon insist I stay behind claiming it’s a must someone amongst us stay behind to watch over the book.

“But we can simply just hide the book somewhere around till we all come back” I suggested hoping I don’t stay behind.

“Sorry, it doesn’t work like that. The book must be left open till we all reappear” Solomon responded eagerly with his blood already dripping on the opened page of the book.

I was curious. “So what happens if the page is closed?”

Solomon vanished.

I felt him breeze away from the store. In my anger I sat down to watch vigilant over the book. I could hear my heart beating in the dark, quiet space of the store. Shortly, I heard a rumbling noice by the far corner of the store, I was startled. I flashed my light at the direction to reveal a black cat staring at me. It stood still as it kept it gaze on me even as I flicked my light at it. That was scary. I picked up a piece of wood to throw at it but the cat had disappeared. It was nowhere around. After about two long, silent and scary hours, the boys puffed-out one after the other all sweaty, exhausted but excited. By day break I tried to make them narrate their experiences to me but they kept avoiding it. At class that day, a handful of girls were absent from class including Feyintola and Kiki, I heard they were all admitted at the school clinic due to strange ailment. We heard it was so serious that four of the girls had to be taken for intensive treatment outside the school. Rumour quickly spread about Elizabeth’s prophecy coming to pass. That night before I slept, I thought about what had happened to the girls, perhaps they ate something poisonous. I woke up past midnight and was surprise to see the sweet boys all still asleep. I sneaked up to Solomon’s bunk, woke him up and reminded him of our activity but he simply shunned me off telling me they had earlier cancelled it.

“But why?” I whispered angrily.

“Are you daft, don’t you hear what happened to some girls?” Solomon asked sleepily.

“Yes I heard but that shouldn’t stop us. Besides, we are just going there to have a view”

“We are on solidarity break with the girls throughout this week” he said conclusively before falling back to sleep.

Solomon was right, my desperation had taken the better part of me. I withdrew to my bed and slept.

*

I saw myself walking through the school football pitch in the middle of the a dead night, I couldn’t remember when and how I got there but I felt I was to wait for someone. Everywhere was awefully quiet and that got me uneasy. Who am I waiting for? Who is coming?” I looked across the field and saw Feyintola running towards me from the other end of the field in her school uniform. She was desperately calling for help against a creature that was pursuing her. Behind her was something looking like a gargoyle.

“David help!” she called in distress.

At first I couldn’t tell what it was from afar but the beast like creature effortlessly caught up with her and tore her into shreds like she was made of tissue. I stood unable to move my feet as the creature lumbered towards me with deadly intent. It took the figure of a human in a pitch black scaly body, balanced on two thick muscled legs that looked much like that of a horse, on its human-like face rested two long horns. Its eyes set under heavy bony brows that glowed ghastly red, while tufts of its lank sprouted from its diseased scalp. It got to me and slowly walked around me in circles. it sniffed my body and sneered. From it fanged mouth proceeded blood-curdling shrieks accompanied by the stench of rotten meat. The monster looked right into my eyes and I could see it had come for more than a kill. While it sharp-talon paws reached out to rend and tear me, I shut tight my eyes in fear and screamed.

I jolted up from my nightmare to meet everyone in my dormitory starring at me. I must have been screaming all along.

During the morning assembly, the school principal Mrs. Wright addressed the rumor and panic going around the school, she assured every student maximum security. Kiki resumed class that week but Feyintola hadn’t, she informed me that Feyintola was amongst the four girls with critical condition. I couldn’t concentrate in class as my mind kept dwelling on my nightmare, how the beast had killed Feyintola and also came for me. Is she going to die? Am I going to die?

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Correct guy... Ori e pe jare..
Keep it up..
One day all ur stories will become a movie...
I will work on it
Re: Devil's Puzzle by ghostwritter(m): 6:58am On Jan 23
ghettochild:

Correct guy... Ori e pe jare..
Keep it up..
One day all ur stories will become a movie...
I will work on it
Honestly, it is creatures like u online that discourages me from posting. First, I told u never to quote my story which u did (pls delete it). Secondly, u kept saying u ar a movie director which i'm sure u ar not (U ar fake). Thirdly, u ar only waiting for me to complet the story before u hijack it to urself abi? (u sell it to other people)
If u need brainbursting and wonderful movie scripts why not email me directly with prove and stop all these rabbish.
Re: Devil's Puzzle by ghettochild(m): 5:04pm On Jan 23
ghostwritter:

Honestly, it is creatures like u online that discourages me from posting. First, I told u never to quote my story which u did (pls delete it). Secondly, u kept saying u ar a movie director which i'm sure u ar not (U ar fake). Thirdly, u ar only waiting for me to complet the story before u hijack it to urself abi? (u sell it to other people)
If u need brainbursting and wonderful movie scripts why not email me directly with prove and stop all these rabbish.
So me I be fake... Oya continue dey run ur mouth.. Na so Yoruba folks dey like jabo n misyarn...all d time and helper go pass dem.
Shey ur story na ur typical everyday naija film??
Ode!! Do u know the CGI that will b involved n the funding of such a movie by an African....talkless the series of convincing any producer to get it to become A movie.
Anyway its d blank man mentality n curse wey dey flow thru u.
The author of HP series never exhibited this when she was approached for her books to become a movie...
Sha change ur black mentality.. My pain b say as idiotic as u sound with ur reply.. We share same name
Re: Devil's Puzzle by ghettochild(m): 5:10pm On Jan 23
Hijack ur story.....??
I'm sure u thinking with ur anus...
Sha complete it...and if u like don't....
This is why blacks no dey progress for international movie industry....
Do u know how many horror flicks novels and become movies
So who be u??
This is people lose opportunities with their big loud poor mouths

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