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71 A

I was surprised to discover that Linda had not actually forgotten me.
I scurried to my room to read the letters.
The first two were from Salami and Joseph. They were trying to preach to me. It was already too late. I tore the letters immediately.

The letters were arranged according to their arrival.
The first of Linda’s letter I opened was the one she sent immediately after I had sent her some money.

______________________________________________________________________
…sweetheart I am glad to hear those words. Your child Is five month old. I have registered at the university hospital…

What the hell are you doing in that kind of school, is it desperation? Can you not pull out? If you want our relationship to continue you better find another school. You are already in India you can easily switch universities. Please I beg you!
Little wonder the admission process was so fast.

Listen to me my love, these people are only interested in your soul, how they can turn you into a devil and damn you forever in hell. You may not know what you are doing now until you see the consequences. Take this from me sweetheart, I cannot be the girlfriend of an evil man….



And so she went on speaking from the depths of her heart.
She ended the letter with these words-


______________________________________________________________________
Do not write me again until you have dropped out of that school. I am sorry to tell you this, but your baby cannot bear your name again. Well except you change your school.

Your nearly lost girlfriend.
Linda
________________________________________________________________________


After reading the letter, I could understand why the school authorities kept them away from me. Why do they now think that I am able to bear it? I still felt a little bad and remorseful.

I ran through the other letters.
She did not write me for about a month interval. The second letter was apology, the third apology, the fourth apology, down to the fifteenth, half of the letters were just apologies.
Some were short. In one of her letters, she was so sorry.


‘KJ why have you decided to threat me this way. Do not forget that I carry your child. I said I am sorry I am not giving you up for anything. I will accept you just the way you are. Today your baby just kicked. And I am begging you on its behalf; please just reply me.

That was the fifteenth letter.

My eyes became clouded with tears.
The next four letters that made it twenty were all important periods of her pregnancy. She narrated how her baby kicked further and all her hospital appointments.

As I opened the twenty-fourth letter, my face flushed with joy.


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Sweetheart, I may assume that you are too busy to reply my letters. But why not just squeeze out some time for me. I am lucky the universities are on strike so I have time for my baby. It is so divine.
Did I say baby, I mean babies. Today I am seven month pregnant, the doctor diagnosed me with twins…

At that moment I dropped the letter quickly to see if she wrote another letter about her delivery

I picked up the twenty-fifth letter.

________________________________________________________________________
I am writing this letter to you on June 12 1997 today I just put to bed. I hope this would make you reply me. I successfully gave birth to a pair of twins, a boy and a girl.
Sweetheart you need to see them they are so beautiful I feel like keeping them in my arms forever…

…

I shot Sandra a glance, then turned back to the priest.
‘Did you say 12th June 1997?’

‘Yes’

‘That is our birthday dates!’ I screamed

‘No its not’ Sandra interjected. ‘The month and day is correct but the year is wrong.

‘Oh that is true, the year is wrong’

‘Are you both sure?’ the priest asked raising his brows.

‘How could we doubt our date of birth?’

‘I thought you were following the trend’ the priest said as he bowed his head.

69

The letter continues [-]

‘Or has this distance, this sudden departure has it soon faded our love from red to gray?
I truly apologize. Peradventure my friends might have told you about my sudden departure.
I know I did not tell you. But there was no way I could say good bye. ‘Good bye’ is the saddest word ever, I could not utter it; Never
But I am here for good. I am in India Sat school a very wonderful place indeed. It is not like your medical school; here we learn deep stuffs.
I did not leave you because I did not love you. I left you because I wanted my life to get some shape. I hope to finish my schooling here and come down as a better man to hand you an everlasting ring. I am not asking you to wait for me, I am only asking that you just reserve a space in your heart for me, should in case we meet again.

In conclusion, I really miss you Linda and I want you to know that I will forever love you.
I am sorry things have to be this way
.
What will be capable of breaking our love, how strong can that be?

Think about it. I hope to get a reply soon. Notwithstanding I will write you a letter every week. We could keep in touch.
I send you Indian flowers presented with Indian music.

With deep affection-
KJ



I wrote that letter after my first month in school. The school did not seem any satanic at initial. In fact for the first year we the fresh student stayed at the mini campus. All we did was recreation, learn some language, morals and simply just have fun. I learnt basketball back then and I was a star. It was such a great place. We were 250 students across the world, both black and whites. I could not believe that all the other student posted their letter just the way I did. Deep down I knew that those that applied were more than 250, some other would have been so scared to honor the admission, and probably have received the consequence of death by now.

We weren’t allowed to go to the main campus immediately. We were told in our orientation that the first step in magic and performing the extraordinary is been all one can be physically.

In our speaker’s words that fateful day-
‘The essence of this one year distraction exercise is to make you all you can be as a normal human. So you are going to learn language, computer, public speaking, art, science, the metaphysical, philosophy, psychology, sociology…’

As the speaker listed the list, I felt that it was a hell lot of work, yes it was, but I enjoyed everything, every bit. The way we were taught was so lovely seasoned with a whole lot of practical. It was beautiful.

My course lasted for ten years, but initially I did not know that it would last that long until I heard it at the orientation. Probably if I was aware I would have re-considered my journey. Well what would it have mattered, if I had not honored it I would have been dead long ago.

Look I know that I am deflecting, but everything that I am telling you is for a purpose, and I want you both to listen to me with rapt attention.

‘Now back to Linda.
We were far away but I still felt close to her, I almost could hear her heart beat from India.
I had sleepless night thinking about her; thinking of the slim possibility of having her back years after. The absurd thing was that I sent the letter before I knew how long I was staying.
Ten years was certain, of course, there would be no academic strike like the one I hear all over the media in Nigeria. But ten years was a lot of time. Probably I would have just told her to go ahead and find a love; she should forget all about me.’

‘I wanted to send another letter and yet another, but something held me back. So I waited patiently for her reply, praying every stressed out night for a letter from her.
I could not contain the joy that flooded my mind when the delivery man handed me a letter from Nigeria, with an address from Linda.
I almost hugged the delivery man. I was happy beyond measure.

But my joy evaporated as I began to read the letter.



‘KJ it is really pathetic that you are leaving me at this period of my life. How could you be this heartless, I thought you were different from the pointer-controlled boys? Catherine said that she did not tell you anything, yet she remained the only person I told. Oh I thought you said that you love me, KJ how could you do this.

I do not even know if you are framing up this story. Probably you are truly in India, but I know that one does not just travel out of the country in one day. Yet you did not tell me and you are sending me this annoying note. What do you want me to do with it?

I know you ran away from your responsibility. You know that I was pregnant; I know that Catherine told you or probably you read it the way guys do. I know that I was foolish, I was about three month pregnant yet I was not aware. Little wonder we did not see for the past three weeks. Maybe you had it all figured out

Now you expect me to carry some bastard in my stomach in medical school, moving like a mama bomboy. You are wicked, you are evil, HOW COULD YOU!

Probably you are thinking right now of tearing this letter,
But my sweet KJ, do not take all the previous words so seriously. See I am so confused right here that I just need someone to blame. I am pregnant; I am just nineteen, NINETEEN!

I am happy that you are abroad, seriously. Now I want to assume that you were not aware that I am pregnant. When I came to tell you, I learnt that you were gone.
I know there is love still hidden somewhere in your heart for me. By your letter, I could understand that you are afraid to say goodbye. Me too I know that there was no way I would have looked into your eyes and tell you bye, but anyway you should have still tried.

I am pregnant for you KJ and I want you to know that I would not abort it for anything. I do not know if you are ever going to come back, but my plan is to have the child and give it up for abortion.

KJ I really do not understand how you got to India, can you please tip me.
You said we will talk every week, I will like it to me more frequent than that.
KJ I need to hear from you soon. I love you. Kisses-

Your beloved pregnant girlfriend
Linda





After reading the letter. I did not know how to react. If I was still that frustrated Lagos boy I did not know how I would have taken responsibility of a child and in the twinkle of an eye turn into a family man. I was just 22 then.

I was glad that she was not going to kill the baby, but I also felt the embarrassment it would cause her. the mockery from her friends, her parents…o
I laid all night pressing her letter to my chest, tears welling down my face.

The next morning I replied her


Oh Linda I am glad you understand. I must tell you that I was not aware that you are pregnant. I could not have left you just like that. I am not like the vegetable boys that do not have bearing for their life. I love you Linda and I must tell you that I would not hurt you intentionally.

I am also glad that you are going to keep the child. I respect your decision. I know it is not going to be easy; the ridicule, the shame, the regrets, the derision, among others. But you have decided to do this for us and for the unborn. Thank you, I am very grateful.

I am sorry to tell you this because you may feel disappointed. I am in a satanic school where all we are going to learn is magic, although mixed with science and art. I do not see it as a big deal. I am not becoming a witch. I am not going to kill anybody. I am only going to use my magic to sustain and help people.
In fact what we are doing now is a whole lot, art, science, philosophy, English, language, in fact so much. It is great.

But there is another news that may sound so sad, it was sad for me too when I heard it. My course over here is for ten years. And I am hearing that we may even work another one year after in India before we could go to our various countries.
So I will be here for at least eleven years.
I love you Linda and love is not selfish. Go ahead with your life.
I am no longer the KJ you use to know. But if you can accept me like this…
Well… it takes much.

Please if you give birth to the child and it is male, please name him after me, but if female then name her Joan after the likeness of my surname.

Attached to this envelope is a sum of 1500 Naira.
Yes I know it is a bit large. We are been paid here and well treated, in fact I have my room, a very big one to my self. Please use that to manage my child.

I love you Linda. Even from a distance.
I do not really have much time. I hope to hear from you soon

Please consider all my premises deeply.

The father of your precious child
KJ




I did not know what was wrong with the letter, but after I wrote the letter, I did not get a reply. I waited for a month and still got nothing. I became worried.
I wrote another, and yet another, but I got no reply.

It was painful to accept but I could figure it out that nobody want to have anything to do with a demonic man. It pained me at how Linda jettisoned me. I still tried to write her more letters. I begged her to still be my friend at least if lover would be asking for too much.
But I did not get a single reply. I was hurt beyond measure. I could not contain my disappointment. It took me about two years to get it over, but by my third year in school, Things were so busy and choked up for me that I barely had time for my self.

By my third year, we were taught incarnations and other deep stuffs that do not want to go into right now.

It was not as if I totally forgot about Linda; sometimes I even dream of my child. I see how little it would look like with bright eyes like Linda’s and tiny hands reaching out to me. But the stoic philosophy really saw me through my hard times. It made me understand that there is nothing in the world that is truly ours. There was no point trying to hold so tenaciously the things of this life. Girl friend, relationship and so on, they all do not belong to us, their existence is not in our control.

More so things were beginning to change in my sexual life. In school we had very few girls and the school encouraged homosexuality to the peak. Most of our lecturers were either heterosexual or gay. It was so rampant that I could not run away from it. In no time I could not help been a homosexual. I slept with different guys and gradually I lost all my feelings for females and became stark gay.

In my penultimate year, we were taught cannibalism in full from the Koran aspect, to the biblical aspect to the pagan aspect and to the natural man aspect. We had so much reasons even down to health reasons why we should cannibalize. We were so helpless before the strong reasons, that with zeal we became cannibals. We were also taught psycho kinesis along side. In fact, psycho kinesis was my final year project.

You may be wondering where my conscience was by then, well by the third year in school we all lost our consciences. You cannot stand the intelligence of our lecturers, they were gods, and some were demons incarnate.

In my final year, I received the greatest shocker of my life. My project supervisor called me to his office and told me to sit down.

‘I bring you greetings from LOL’ (Lucifer our Lord. That was how we were taught to greet our superiors)

He was a septuagenarian. But full of power, one of the highest demons in school.

‘Kingsley, man of a stony heart you are welcome’ he said ushering me to the seat before his table.

In the school lecturers and professors do less of preambles they just go straight to the point.
When one of us died in my class the lecturer just came in and said, (without remorse)
‘Our classmate is dead, Paul, precious in the sight of God are the death of the righteous. No body should mourn for the dead. Only the dead mourn for the dead’

You may be surprised that he quoted a bible verse, yes he did. We were taught the bible from cover to cover. In fact, the bible was our most important manual.
I could read Psalms, Proverbs, Ecclesiastes, John, Revelation, and some other books without looking at a thing.

We were all atheist, we also had our atheist bible, but it was only supplementary.
We were told that the bible was where the Christians get their power and that is the only power that can oppose us. We must know what they know to conquer them. Well that is by the way.


I sat before my supervisor and looked directly into his eyes just as we were taught.
‘Kingsley. Do you still love Sandra?’ he said in a low voice.

A strange temperature of blood pulsed through my veins. My heart gave three heavy punches.
I was caught off guard. I had not told one person about Linda, how did they get to know?

‘Who is Sandra?’ I asked after some seconds of pushing down.

‘Your girlfriend in Nigeria’ he said looking into my eyes.

‘I do not have a girl friend. And excuse me sir we are not known for beating around the bush in this place. If you want to tell me anything, go straight to the point’

He looked at me for some time and then handed me a bunch of letters tied together.
‘Of course there is no point beating around the bush, these letters are from Linda’
He threw the letter before me, on the table.

I froze.
I could not understand what he was talking about.
What does he mean by these letters are from Linda?

‘Excuse me sir, I do not understand what you are talking about?’
I said with absolute confusion

‘That is all you need. Go and figure it out. We do not beat around the bush here. We are not loquacious mortals’

‘Yes we are not. But you are not been direct here.’

He smiled.

I kept a confused face

After some seconds he spoke.
‘You see we wanted you to focus and so we kept all of Linda’s letters from reaching you.
We monitored your initial letters as well. Her subsequent reply was capable of killing your morale. We would not want that. You also received about two letters from your friends who wanted to confuse you into Christianity, we did all this for you. We loved you and had dreams for you. You are one of our best students here.’

‘But I did not ask for your help I knew what I wanted and nothing could confuse me. What do you mean by this? You are trampling on my rights…’

‘We helped you, when you read the letters you will understand. Now you are a man you will understand. Besides we have traced Linda and her children so that you could see them again. The only thing we could not do was stop her from falling in love with a man. We did not find that necessary. Besides you are already stale, I mean gay’

‘And do you want me to say thank you?’

‘That is enough you can leave my office now, go away with your bunch of confusion. When you are normal you can come let us have a real talk. Remember the laws, especially the first five…’

Immediately my mind flashed back to our orientation day-
In the speakers voice;

‘These are the laws of this School.

1. Respect all elders and senior colleague.
2. Do not speak in anger to a lecturer
3. You have no right, any thing taken from you is not your right so long it was taken by a lecturer
4. Demons among us do not forgive, so if you want to live long, mind your words…

And so it continued-
Still in a split second my mind flashed back to the causalities we had recorded previously.
We were 250 students that started yet we were only 150 graduating students.
Hundred souls had passed away, ninety percent were results of breaking the law.

There the law was supreme. The school was full of decorum but still fun only if you know how to watch your mouth when talking with elders and demons.

‘I looked at the professor, then to the letter in my hand and then to the door.
I had no choice than to say ‘Thank you’

‘You are welcome’ he said, smiling.
‘There are 30 letters from your lover. Feel free to read them. You can take your leave’

I shook my head and walked out of his office.


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68

I turned to Sandra. Our eyes met. Unconsciously we asked in unison- turning back to him.
‘Whose mother?’

‘I mean your mother, both of you’ He said.

There was a short moment of graveness.

‘With due respect sir, I thought you schooled at India. Is it not terrible that you cannot distinguish between singular and plural? Or what sort of confusion is this’
Sandra probed

‘I did not go to an English school’ he replied dumbly.

‘Then that is better’

‘But that does not mean that I do not know that from primary school’
He raised his brows gently.

‘Its no problem sir I know it was a mistake, please just continue’ I spluttered

‘I actually mean mother, not mothers. That is what I am saying’ He said.

‘But it does not make any sense, what do you mean, she is not my sister or are you confused?!’

‘Please just give me some time you will understand me better. Do not think it is easy for me’

‘You see this is what I hate about the African culture; elders feel too big to bend low and acknowledge their ills’ Sandra pressed harder.

‘Please be patient with me, I will explain everything’ he said in a crying voice.

‘What do you mean by you will explain, what is there to explain?’

‘Please listen’ he said lifting up his hands.

I turned to Sandra. She shook her head. I got the message and turned back to the priest.
Somehow, my heartbeat increased. I was sure that the same thing was happening to Sandra as well.

‘This part is a bit difficult but I want you both to hear me out. The envelope contained everything I needed, including an already booked ticket.
I was to leave the following week. The nature of the school was not something I could jubilate and tell my friends; it was a bit pathetic. I mean it was Satanic, you understand?
So I kept it secret I did not tell anybody that I was traveling, not even my girl friend that I loved deeply’

‘I left the following week without telling anybody. In fact, they did not even know when I stuffed up my box, they only assumed that I was just been organized. I was a very organized person then, and they knew me for that. Besides, the school assured me of everything I needed, including clothing and toothbrush’

‘It was after I had gotten to India that I called my friends to tell them how sorry I was. I explained to them about the nature of the school. I told them that it was Satanic, but I do not care.
I explained to them as detailed as possible. Just as it should be, they were offended and did not reply my letter for about a month. It was later on I understood why they could forgive me.’

‘I can still remember some of the words of the letter…

It reads-
Chickens though born of one mother do not live forever together.
One day a taller animal in two legs would take one or some to a foreign land where it will eat more than just grains, but succulent dishes.
We find it very painful to loose you. But you are gone and there is nothing we can do about it...
We will also like to tell you that we have given our lives to Jesus Christ and you really should, because it is beautiful.
Our advice is that you pull out of that Satanic school, because it is only going to land you in Hell meant for the Devil and his angels…
In all do not forget we love you and truly miss you.
Your Niggers-
Salami and Joseph




‘Although the letter was longer than that, but that was the main content’

‘It was pleasant to know that my friends had forgiven me, but that gave me only little joy.’

‘There was this girl back then in Nigeria, her name was LINDA. We were friends from secondary school. She graduated and got admission immediately to university of Lagos. She was a medical student, a very bright girl she was.
This girl was the most beautiful person I had ever seen back then. She was Beautiful in everything, character, mind, skin and even soul. She was just the bomb.
We fell madly in love without looking up. As a smart Lagos boy who never wanted to dull any moment at hand, I began to touch her gradually…’
‘One day we were over ourselves in her room, that day we made love unexpectedly. Well it was unexpected for her, but it was not so for me. I knew that as a smart Lagos boy, I was not meant to ask for the cookies, but just create the rightful scene that would hand it over. And that was what I did. I never wanted to hurt her; I loved her. But I felt that the best way to show love was to do the thin’
She was hurt and wept bitterly that she had lost her virginity on a platter of insecurity. I pledged security to her that day. And because I truly loved her I was also hurt that I made her feel so bad.’

‘Due to the unfortunate incidence, we were apart for some time. One day she invited me to her room close to University of Lagos, She lived off campus. I was surprised at the state I met her, she was seriously desiring what had made us part. And like a drama it happened again.
It was a great moment in my life. We continued having fun, but it was by her timing, you know girls’

‘In the midst of this our saccharine love, I was admitted to India.
In fact, if I was to have any solid reason of not going to India, it would be because of her sake.
But she was already in campus and there was no hope for me, life must go on. I must make progress. Deep down I knew that with a little pushing from her I could forgo India and stay beside her, my head resting forever on her velvet bosoms.
But it was not in my power. At the end of the letter was a note written in uppercase, italics and painted red

THIS ADMISSION IS COMPULSORY, IF YOU FAIL TO HONOR IT, YOU WILL DIE. IT’S AN AGGREEMENT SEALED WITH BLOOD!

‘So you see that I hardly had a choice. It was compulsory and I was not ready to die.
So it really made no sense for me to forgo the admission with all these grounds, it was something I wanted to do. The threat only ordered me in the right part, and that was how I left her. I left Linda, I loved her but I could not tell her bye, it was heavier than what my mouth can utter’
He bowed his head and sobbed a bit.

Sandra reached for my hand and squeezed it. I squeezed hers too.

‘When I got to India I wrote her a letter. The letter is still fresh in my memory, more so I wrote it from the bottom of my heart’

‘Linda, you are the engine of my heart, without you I would fade out of life as a flower plucked out from the vine…
The moments we shared are still bright in my reminiscence. It shines brighter than the sun.
I wish I can cuddle you right now, and inhale the fragrance of your perfume, but distance stands as a mountain between us. But there is not a mountain that Love cannot conquer…



I know that this update is really short.
but i have been so chocked up.
I ony squeezed this out of tight schedules.
The nexupdate should be out soon maybe tomorrow late.
i just dont want to keep you waitin'
Thank you.

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anyway thanks for your explanation, my take is that David is in a dream and I hope am correct in the end.
Please we are waiting ooo

alwite.
i'm sorry for the error. Noted.

as for the dream aspect, hmmm
i dont really dish out stuffs, but i will not mind dishing this.
count it out of the dream world.

so the priest got initiated,
no one got it right
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Next tym :-))

67

Silence sustained for some seconds.
I could read the confusion on Sandra’s face and I knew that she could also read mine.
What indeed was he talking about?

‘What do you want from us? Why not just let us go’ Sandra said with a weak voice.

‘Why did you save us if you want to keep us? I don’t understand your actions and this silence is killing me slowly’

The priest starred at us for a while. His eyes were red.
He stood up and removed the seat from the mother system, placed it before us and sat down.

‘David, Sandra, oh, such beautiful names…’ he said picking his words soberly.
I could not understand his sudden sobriety.
I turned to Sandra asking her with my eyes what the sudden atmosphere was all about; but she shook her head in the negative.

We turned back and faced the priest.
I wanted to ask him what was wrong, but the words did not just come.

He shook his head vehemently.
‘Oh, see how beautiful they are’
He said in a loud wailing voice. Suddenly a tear dropped from his eyes. He hurriedly reached for his muffler, and wiped his face. He removed his turban and let it drop from his back freely to the ground.

I watched him with grave confusion.
I turned to Sandra, caught her eyes, and then turned back. I could not understand his gestures.

‘Oh how will I start…’ he said as he sobbed the more.

‘No this is rubbish, what is all this drama, what mischief is he up to this time?’

‘Sir, if you think you will convince us to join volturis because you like our face, then I am sorry because that will never happen. It is better you kill us than persuade us to be cannibals. God forbid!’

‘Oh, how can I persuade you to join volturis. How can I permit you to sell your soul to the devil? Do you know how I wish to be out of cultism; to be out of witchcraft and become as beautiful as you are, do you know what it means to be free of commitments tied down to blood covenant? Do you know what it is to live on human flesh? Kill humans and offer sacrifices of blood to Lucifer, do you know what it means?’

‘What are you talking about?’ I asked, examining him critically.

‘But you chose your life. No one chose it for you. So why then are you feeling bad? If you are tired of your miserable life then come out!’
Sandra snapped.

‘I cannot come out. I have sold my soul to the devil’

‘I do not understand’ I said.

‘You do not know who I am. You are only lucky to find the good part of me. I am a wicked and hostile man. I have done the most terrible things you could ever think of. I have dined with the devil. I was part of those that established the satanic kingdom in Abuja some years back, bringing the headquarters from Lagos down to Abuja. We are strong forces behind the Abuja carnival. We awake and appease the demons. I am feared everywhere… I have read thousands of cultic books. I have… But I choose the life…’
He nodded soberly.

‘So how does all these relate to us?’

‘Well it doesn’t, I am only glad that you have a life, I mean a better life. My advice to you is that you choose the path of truth. Become serious Christians. Have a life, do not be like me’

‘Who are you to give us advice to be good people?’ I narrowed

He bowed his head and kept silent for some time.

After sometime-
‘I think I now have the strength to tell you what has been bothering my mind…’

I sat at the edge of my seat. I quickly turned to Sandra I could also read the curiosity in her eyes. I turned back.
‘We are all ears priest, go ahead’

‘Very soon it would make eighteen years that I left Nigeria for India.
However years before that I had a life, although it does not qualify to be called a life, but I felt that I was having fun.
This may sound shocking to Dave, but, Dave’s father, Salami and I, were classmates and close friends back then in High School.’

My pulse raced.
‘So the connection had been from Adam, let me see where this train ends.’
I mumbled.

‘We were lousy kids, mischievous and terrible. We started together in Comprehensive Grammar College Lagos. We did everything together, ate, drank, scaled the fence, you know the rest, just everything our juvenile delinquency permitted us to do’

‘I would not want to waste time on our exploits back then in school. After we finished school in 1992, we did not get admission for the next three years. We all applied for University Of Lagos then, we all wanted to be lawyers, although we had C6 in government, English and Literature. Even the C6 we had was by exam malpractices. We organized the papers and took the answers into the exam hall.’

‘During that period of our waiting, we roamed the streets of Lagos together. Our parents were in the village, we really did not care about them. We lived in a one room apartment where our little laborer job and hustle life fetched us rent’

‘I must testify to my experience that the hard life is not good, poverty is a mocker, more terrible than wine.
In 1996, I was on my way back from an odd job I had executed, when I saw a poster pasted on an uncompleted building not too far away from our apartment. It was more of a public house, guys chill there at times.
I could still remember the heading of the poster, it read….

ADMISSION! ADMISSION! ADMISSION!

SAT’S SCHOOL OF MAGIC AND POWER INDIA
Offers free admission for all.

I was thrilled by the advert. I did not care about the five words that came before India; all I wanted was to get out of poverty. I wanted my life to have more meaning.
I drew closer to the poster to get more details. Beneath they wrote


To apply,
Write a letter to the SAT SCHOOL OF MAGIC AND POWER INDIA
Sign the letter with your own blood, a drop is effective.
Burn the letter in the fire; it must be sent by 2am
You must be alone when posting it.
Believe in the process, you will get a reply in three days.
Everybody is qualified, no JAMB, no WAEC, no SAT…



I was surprised at the process. I had asked my self
‘Is that how easy it is to get out of the shores of this country, just like that?’
Although I could easily guess that the abbreviated word, Sat, could mean Satan, I did not care. I did not take it seriously.
Beside I did not give a damn about the structure called the church, or the religion called Christianity.
Back then in school I could count the number of times I went to FCS (fellowship of Christian Students) it was so not my thing.’

‘It did not get any better; rather I grew into hating Christians and the way they pretended. How could one be free from lying, anger, sex, in which they gave the big name fornication and adultery; I could not let that go, laye!’

‘It was if the Devil was ordering my life then. I somehow stormed into some philosophical writings, especially stoicism. I was really in love with philosophy. I could not say whether I believed in God or not, but I was sure that there was no logical prove to say that God exists. Although in our meetings with Lucifer, he always talks about God, and how he can frustrate His plans, but that is between.’

‘Deep down my heart, I craved hungrily for power. I wanted to be beyond normal, I wanted to be mysterious. I wanted to be able to see beyond normal humans. I felt that life would make no sense without a touch of spirituality
It was as if the poster was synchronizing with my heaviest desires. It was a rare opportunity, or so I saw it.’

‘I went home that day thinking about it. However, I did not tell my friends. I knew that although they were not serious Christians, they were at least religious and would not buy such ideas. I was never a person who enforces personal will on others.’

‘The next day I went to the uncompleted building but I could no longer find the poster. I asked people around if they saw the poster, they all confessed to the negative. Nevertheless, there was always this absurd look after the reply, like
Are you out of your brains? What do you want to do with a Satanic School?’

‘I saw the event as a way of the supernatural calling out to me.
Still keeping it secret, I went ahead and wrote the letter. I can still remember the words of the letter till date…’

‘I did not know how to describe our house, because our house did not actually have a description. I knew that it was a spiritual process and tracing me would as well be spiritual.
So I just wrote-

Surulere, Lagos,
Nigeria.
To The Sat School of Magic and Wonders.
India.
Dear Sir,
APPLICATION TO BE A STUDENT AT THE ABOVE NAMED INSTITUTION

My name is Kingsley Johnson. I am interested in the supernatural.
I crave for something deeper and spiritual. I am not a religious fanatic. I would love to receive my training in The Sat School of Magic and Wonders, India. I know that been extraordinary takes extra powers.
Admit me if you like, but if you do you will find me a great asset
I hope to hear from you soon.
Yours Faithfully,

Below is the seal of my blood.
….
Kingsley Johnson.





‘After I had scribbled the letter with our ancient lantern, I quietly tiptoed out of our room, to avoid waking my two other friends. It was about 1:30am, and the crickets were at their peak pitch. It was a scary venture, but I also knew that it was a price I needed to pay for ‘liberation’. I picked up a small knife and kept it in my back pocket covering it with my polo T-shirt, just in case.’

‘I went straight to the same uncompleted building.
I took some kerosene, lighter and picked some dried grass, because it was the harmathan season; around December.’

‘I set up the fire by five minutes to two. Once it was two on the dot, I dropped the letter into the fire As I dropped the paper into the fire, it burnt so bright, and increased as if I had poured a cup of fuel inside.
I feared greatly, that it would cause unnecessary attention.
As I yet thought on the next course of action, the fire quenched. I checked my wristwatch, it was exactly 2:01.
I drew closer to the fire, only to discover that there was no ash, the fire even licked the dust that was around it. My heart almost jumped out of my chest. It took me days trying to understand what happened’
.
‘Somehow, I did not really expect it to happen. Or maybe I should say I did not really believe in it. But it suddenly dawned on me with the heavy weight of reality, which I dreaded’

As I walked back home, thinking of what I had just done, I heard a church singing. They were not close, but they had loud speakers. They were having a vigil.

They sang-
‘Would you be free from the bondage of sin,
There is power in the blood, power in the blood.
Would you receive cleansing from Jesus your king?
There is wonderful power in the blood.’

‘I felt a strange power emanating from the church. I felt something reaching out to me.
My whole life became a picture of bondage.
As the church sang on, my heart began to break. I could not move my legs. I began to feel a peace that comes from giving your heart to Jesus. I felt out of this world…
I think that was my closest moment to Jesus. I wanted to walk into the church, but I feared the ridicule I would receive from my friends. I was the hard guy that does not care about church; I never wanted to loose that’

‘I waited until the church finished their song.
Then the pastor mounted the podium and the first thing he said was that,

‘The spirit of the lord is speaking to someone right now; He says I should tell you to come to me before the devil makes your life miserable. He has come to kill, steal and destroy. There is power in the blood’

‘I did not really understand what he meant by there is power in the blood. Was he referring to the blood I had just used to seal my letter? Or was he referring to the blood of Jesus Christ?
Does it mean that I have made a blood covenant with the devil?’

‘I stood still on the road, and listened a little more.
Then suddenly, I heard hasty footsteps, a man was running and shouting “Egba mi o, armed robbers, they have killed my daughter!”

‘They have kill what?’ in fact I did not know when I sprinted and started panting before my door.’

‘Three days later, I was cooking at about 2 in the afternoon. I was the only one at home, my friends had gone for some job. Then, I heard a knock on the door. I tried to reduce the kerosene stove; afterwards I hurried to the door.
As I got to the door, I saw that a brown envelope had been slipped beneath our rickety door.
I picked it up, and to my surprise on the envelope was written’

To Kingsley Johnson.

I quickly opened it and found different papers of different colors. I was so curious that I poured everything on the ground.
The first paper I picked was a letter. As I opened it, my mouth fell ajar.

‘Congratulations Kingsley Johnson, you have been admitted to the Sat school of Magic India. Attached are your Visa, National ID…’

I could not believe what I was reading I dropped the papers and ran out of the house. I stood meters away from my house trying to see if the person had gone far. The street was busy and I could not pinpoint anybody.’

‘I stayed for sometime panting. I could not believe that it was real.
Was I really ready for what I have signed for?’
Suddenly I remembered that I had food on fire.’

‘Before I continue, I want you to know that I am telling you all these so that you will understand why I had to leave your mother. It was not my making. I hope you will understand’

Did I really hear that?
No I will wait for the next episode!
Yhew!

Rex Jeezy: Oga Jay. . .I'm still waiting for the next chapter.

Rex'y im sober, i wunt kip u longer than today.

to all,
update almost completed; it comes tonite.

tip... someone got initiated, guess who.
a prize awaits the right guesser... recharge card to be precise.
;-))

so im waitin...

Marieenkay: U rily doin a gr8 job...kip it burnin..#urnumba1fan

Marie...
Thank u alot, ill kip it.
hope u r gud...

Bulcqlay: Gr8t nd beautiful wrk indeed, tnx u mr jay 4 d pleasure i derived 4rm readin this

its my pleasure...
thanks.
;-)

Rex Jeezy: This episode isn't interesting. . . .it has frustration written in it.

a bit vague to me
buh tnx

plainmirror: Weeeeew!
Alast i caught up wif you guys.
@jay ride on

* †нэ rougher †нэ sea, †нэ smoother †нэ sail *

great man...lovely
ill ride in a shrt while.
thanks

ubiquitousade: Very interesting twist to the story.

But I got a question for you Jay, 'why was it dificult for David to recognize Sandra when she was using the mask?"
@least sandra only used a mask, there is no mention that she changed her clothing.
I hope you got me?

Following till the end. Its KENAKO. I can't wait.

wow such an intelligent question SADE, i'm sorry the reply comes this late (i ran out of subscription)

Dave met Sandra in a NIGHT bus, pinned to a corner on a sittin position. the only picture he could grasp of her was her face and body structure; slim

Now dont forget that the last picture he had of her was in Salami's bag before he got to the passage where he met Amanda

Amanda like most girls was slim. He had doubts in the passage but as things went on and with the former picture of Sandra's beheaded head he took the new girl as Amanda.
and Sandra's body form became Amanda's
althouh she was on Amandas sweat Jacket...the tension she created and previous scene wouldnt bring sandra @all
besides any body can where a pink gown.he saw d semblance...he said she reminded him of Sandra

When Dave met her in the room, he had no reason to doubt or question her Amandaship... he had already taken that body form for Amanda.

....later on Dave considered her gown.(when he came in the second time) but that sudden pictue of d face with a recall to passage clicked just one name, Amanda.

i hope you understand, althouh u will still understand more in the next episode.
Thank you.

tosin7a: Jay ,ur story is so captivating..i've been following this story for a long tym but i never comment..4giv me o nd keep up the good work.

oh thank you for snicking out of your cave.
i hope you would not return for another decade of hibernation ;-)
buh you are forgiven,
and i appreciate your follow all these months
Thank you Tosin
a lot.

Gen2jaynee: hmmmmmmmmmmmmm, i was never d type that reads line after lines............ JAY ur charms are working perfectly on me, keep it comin ah cant wait

oh thats lovely
thanks.

66

I looked deeply into Sandra’s eyes.
‘If I cannot trust the priest, I should be able to trust you right?’

‘Oh do not see me as an old bird. There is something wrong with your question. It should be a declaration and not a question’ she narrowed her eyes.

‘Something like…I trust you?’

‘You don’t?’

‘Do I?’

‘Are you doubting?’

‘I think we should get going before Volturis catches up with us.’ The priest said as he turned to me.
‘Dave, there is nothing to fret, there is a light at the end of the tunnel, and we are close to the end. Believe me, but if you can’t, then try pretence’
He tapped my shoulders. ‘Hurry lets go’

I looked around. The place was strange. It was a small room with no door. Like a cage. However, at the end of the wall was a wooden staircase that led upstairs. The staircase was such that you could draw it up and leave it there.

As we ascended the step, I was shocked at where we burst into. It was beyond my belief scale.
I turned to Sandra in amazement,
‘You mean our room was what led to this secret beneath, or am I just seeing double?’

‘I was also as scared as you when I discovered, it is a shocker, a big one.’

I turned around to examine the room. I was sure of it. This was the room where we stayed but I never noticed that there was a road beneath the carpet. Then I began to suspect every place I had previously seen a carpet. I could guess that there was a hidden passage.
Starting from the parlor where I had first landed.

The architectural design of the house was so superb. I could not believe that we have such clandestine buildings in Nigeria.
How and when was this place constructed? Did FCDA actually approve of it? Where exactly is this empire located? Is this earth or space? Or peradventure a spiritual place in the underworld.
I turned around with mouth ajar in amazement.

It was not as distant from my room as I had thought; little wonder I did not wake up immediately. It had been a stressful night for me. I had a marathon of troubles. I had received fatiguing slaps and so many other packages. Sleep indeed should be heavy on me.

The priest interrupted my thoughts.
‘I know your thoughts David, you are probably thinking of how you were carried out and yet did not wake up. Well keep all those questions up until we get into my chambers. And also you Sandra keep them.’

After the priest had said that, nothing on the way took my attention anymore. I could not wait to get into his chambers.

‘Where is Solomon’s twin?’ Was the first question I asked as we got into the ICT lab.

‘Oh you now know that he isn’t a ghost’

‘Yes I overheard conversations. Is his mouth still a beak, or he is now normal’

‘He is still as evil as you made him’

‘But I was not the one who said the incantations, it was you’

‘I said them but your Christian aura made them back fire’

‘I know, I have spiritual energy…’

They both laughed, I joined, although I did not know why they laughed.
It was not a joke or was it?

‘So where is he?’
I asked after the laughter had subsided

‘He is somewhere secret and how is that your problem.
Do you believe the trash that I said in the volturis meeting, that both of you are coming here to heal Solomon? That is trash, philosophers will call it fallacy’

‘I cannot believe what happened in that room’ Sandra said interlocking her fingers.

I turned and looked at her. What does she mean by she does not understand. What does she not understand? All the demonic stuffs she was doing right there, the magic, the threats, the ability to read peoples mind, what does she mean by she does not understand

‘Well, you by your own hands designed your own freedom. I did not do it for you’
The priest replied her

‘What are you two talking about? Why am I here? Are you plotting against me? Why am I in the dark? What is going on, I mean, what went on’

‘Oh I expected Dave to be the smart person there, I never expected it to be you Sandra, but it was great’

‘I do not understand. Can some one please explain something to me?’

‘Of course that is I am here, to tell you both some things’

‘Things like what?’ I asked loosing my temper.

‘Things like secrets’

‘Secrets about what’

‘Dave you really need to calm down. I do not know you to be this dull.’ She began
‘You mean that you still do not understand what happened inside that room?
I thought you were flowing. In fact, with your closing remarks and your declaration that you were the one that put that dream into the heart of the dreamer, I assumed that you understood perfectly what was happening. I thought you were flowing. I did not expect you will be creating a fuss as this.’

‘You mean I am creating a fuss...’
A cloud of anger began to fog my heart.

‘No come on Dave. C’mon, calm down’

Indeed I needed to calm down I was becoming nervous. So many things were rushing through my mind.
I spoke anyway.
‘Cant you see that I have been asking what is going on. Can you not perceive how terrible I need an explanation? All those demonstrations, everything, I need to understand them all. It’s vague, I need… clarity’

‘Demonstrations you call them, demonstrations they were’

‘Lets have our seat, or how long are we going to argue standing?’ priest interrupted.

We moved over to coach where I had sat with the priest previously.

‘Dave, just relax’ Sandra continued as soon as we sat.

‘All right even though I kind of understand what happened but No I do not understand anything yet.’

They burst into laughter.
I grinned in frustration.
Afterwards-
‘All right can we take things gently, first of all, how was I carried out’

‘I really did not catch a full picture of what happened then…’
Sandra began.
‘However, I know that at a point in time I opened my eyes, you were sleeping, your legs were on mine. Something said I should kiss you and go back to sleep. You know a little temptation.(she winked) Somehow, I delayed the action to hide the mask beneath the bed as well as the IPAD. I just felt that it was not secured to have them out in the opened. I knew that anything could happen.’

‘Then suddenly I heard the door creak. My heart skipped a beat.
I wanted to tap you immediately, but before I could tap you, the door gave way. Before I could behold a face, I laid flat and pretended to be fast asleep. However I left a little of my left eyes opened.’

‘I saw men in black with red turbans, just the way you had seen them, come into the room. I was scared to my teeth. I almost jumped up and started shouting in panic. But what would I have shouted and to whom would I be shouting to?’

‘You need to see the way they entered; so fast with the speed of light.
Salami was the person that led the way. I knew that it was an emergency.
The first thought that came to my mind, was that the priest had betrayed us. I owed that to the murder of two important volturis… Trust Dave, I still have questions just like you’

‘The next second two of the men yanked the rug in front of our bed opened. They reached for the little opening and pushed the staircase down. I was surprised that such a path way could be inside the room and we were oblivious of it all this while. Nobody turned towards us. They just wet down.’

‘About five men had gone down the stairs when the priest entered. I saw disappointment in his face. It was as if the scene had taken him unawares.
He came closer to us and searched around.
I knew he was looking for the IPAD and the mask. Therefore, I whispered to him that it was beneath the bed. He whispered back to me-

‘Be calm, I will stand for you if you can be smart. Good luck’
And he left.’

‘I did not even know that you were still fast asleep, because you stretched at that moment.
The next second, the priest signaled to two men who came and bundled us away.
I was surprised at their strength the way they carried us was if we were some piece of paper.
You did not struggle, your eyes were still closed because I peeped into your face’

‘We descended the stairs and got into the room. It was a big nightmare for me when I saw them chaining me without mercy to a table as if I were some loud dog. I did not understand what was happening I could not believe that the sacrifice you talked about was happening so fast. My eyes became clouded with tears. I could not stand the betrayal, but somehow I felt the priest had a plan. However when I remembered his good will message and his advice that I be smart, I knew that the onus lied on us for safety.’

‘In no time they closed the door. I heard Pastor Salami say, it is an emergency. ‘Let us begin now’.
Afterwards the festival started with horrible music. It was terrifying, but I just mopped wondering what would happen after they had sung. Alongside I was also wondering if you were still asleep.’

‘I had whispered to my self- oh this boy is such a sleeper. Maybe because he has heavy brains so he needs more time to cool down…’
She grinned.

I chuckled at her remark.

‘Just then I heard you shake the table. It was as if you shook my heart to dance for joy. I could feel your struggling and hear your whisperings. It was then I called your name. I could perceive the fear in your heart, but there was nothing I could do.
The best I would even have done if we were not chained was to gather you in my arms and cry together, aloud, as two unfortunate lovers.’

‘Now this is the part where you will begin to doubt me because you probably think that I am some demon, or some mysterious person. Peradventure you may even think that I am part of volturis, ‘cause your gestures and words ever since we got out of that room has said it all. Now you may even be wondering why I cannot read your mind and just tell you what is in there, just as I did in that room. The truth is that I can’t. I may be fine at guessing. And really the only part of your heart I ever read was love…’

My face mixed with smile and sobriety.
‘I guessed all this, but please continue. Before you continue I think I give it to you because you are smart’

‘You think?’

‘Oh common when you finish I would not have to think any more I will just yell it out, so ride on’
There was a rising spark on my face.

‘No problem I will…’

I shot a glimpse at the priest. He just stayed calm. I saw a different face on him that was inconsistent with him. He was smiling, although it was not intense, I could clearly see the spark of cheerfulness.

She continued-
‘As I opened my eyes then, I began to add one plus one… but before I continue, I need to tell you this. You remember my reaction after you said that you love me and I said that that was emotional confusion?’

‘I nodded’

‘You remember the face I was wearing?’

I nodded even though I did not get the picture immediately.

‘You see even in the midst of that weary face, there was a fountain of love that flowed out of mine and created something beautiful between us. You are decent, else, we would have kissed or done something more than orals…
Now it was not because your words broke me, of course they did. However, with the facts you gave I discovered that my mom was a part of volturis. I had the strong feeling that she had given me away. You know I said that I did not hear anything over the call. That was a half-truth. I did-

‘Don’t worry she is all yours, ill dedicate her’ was what I heard my momma say over the phone.

‘But you know it did not really made sense to me. Not until you began to explain some things to me. I summed it up and even right as we were talking, it was crystal clear to me. That was why I broke down in tears…’
She started becoming sober.

‘So when you said that you loved me it was as if you were the only person left in the world. Parents had forsaken me; friends are far away, while some had graduated from my life as we graduated from high school.
Then in this strange place, you see, the idea of you standing by me and saying those emotional words at that point of my life was really a virus that broke me down.’

‘Knowing that my parent had brought me here and that the main purpose was for sacrifice, it made me feel bad.
However, the priest words made me feel that if I could put up a play he would back me up. Therefore, I did not let the strong faces of the volturic men eat into my courage and possibilities.’

‘As I was thinking on what I could do, I discovered that as I was tied there were two weapons left on me that could not be chained and that was my mind and my mouth.
I thought for a while on what to do. Then suddenly I did not know where the thought came from, I saw the picture of the priest moving the shoe in the passage.
The thought came after I saw the knife in his hand. You know that when you are scared of death there is no direction your thoughts would not wonder’

‘Also I had heard of this psycho kinesis thing. I have watched it in movies in Merlin, in Kyle XY and so many other films I know that it is something the priest can do without stress. You know the way he moved two shoes at the same time and brought out a paper from it, I knew that he was a guru when it comes to psycho kinesis.
I starred at the knife with fear and the thoughts synchronized.’

‘I felt that since death was this close then no risk was unworthy of moment.
If you noticed, my threat was a simple letter to the priest. I threatened Scorpion saying that if he dares anything funny now notice the way I outlined the words I said that I would pick up the knife from the bowl, (because then the priest had dropped the knife into the bowl then) and sink it into his chest. By this, I was calling on the priest’s ability to help us. I also bore in mind that the priest does not really like Scorpion. When I said those words, I know that you may think that I was very bold. But No I wasn’t. I said it with my heart at the back of my teeth.’

‘I was scared. But to my surprise the priest did it and that blew my confidence. That was why the only threat I dared was psycho kinesis. Salami was not wise enough to know that the priest could do it.
And if you noticed I did not dare things like I would turn you into an animal or anything. I relied on the knife, and it was a big threat.
In fact, when I threatened Salami I knew that the priest would not want to kill Salami, but I dared it anyway.
You see it was great there, but every step I took was calculated. Try to recall my words, and then you will understand how I acted my drama’

I shook my head in amazement.

‘About the idea of reading the mind, it was just a guess it was what any sensible and die-hard person would be thinking of. I did not even expect anybody to claim that he had such thought. What I was thinking was that everybody would assume that it relates to someone else and not themselves, but believes it any way.
So you see my dear, that is what happened. The priest had helped us. He was selfless.
Priest we really appreciate your gesture of love thank you’

‘Thank you priest’ I said, still nodding my head as I flashed back.

‘But priest why did you bring us here, why did you save us, what do you want?’ I asked.

Even though the priest had showed us this favor, I did not see it as sufficient reason for Sandra to say all that before him. And even deep things as our love escapades. I found it unnecessary she could have waited to the end of the whole thing, when we breath the outside air in peace, without fear.
Why should I trust the priest, well, except if this is no longer earth where one thing goes for another thing.

Deep down I felt bad at how some girls trust are easily bought over by saccharine niceness.

‘Priest I know that this is more than selflessness. So many people will not do this for their families. As in to betray their society to save strangers, no it does not happen in Nigeria. I know you schooled in India. But I am also quite sure that it does not happen with Indians either, so tell us, why did you save us?’

‘Why are you thanking me, you have not yet step your feet out of Volturis’
He said dully.

My heart shook.

‘We have come a long way and what is left for us is nothing than walk out of the door. You have been our savior, you have brought us this far and that is why we are thanking you. We are grateful…’

‘Well you think the rest is easy, but it is not easy for me’ he said.
His mood was strange. I could not decipher the exact thing he was thinking.

‘Priest we know, and that is why we are thanking you’ Sandra said.

‘You don’t understand. I am not saying it was not easy. In fact, I am so used to psycho kinesis, that doing it is like breathing I do it everyday, now for twenty years.
But that is not what I am saying. What I am saying is that the rest part of the game is not easy for me’

‘How do you mean? And what is game, I mean what do you mean by game?’ I asked confused.
I wonder why my joy never lasts!

‘The reunion, I wish we can reunite’ he said

‘What do you mean by reunite’ Sandra asked

‘Were we once one’ I cut-in

‘Reunion what does it mean?’ he asked.

‘No what do you mean’

‘That is what is difficult’ he said

‘You are speaking in parables’

‘Yes that is why I am a priest’

hey Slickest

congrats on ur fp...
ur last update got me effervescent in laughter
nyz work man.
kip it ghosty, i like them.

65

The priest cleared his throat.
‘You know what, it amazes me how my fellow brothers doubt me on matters of fidelity.
Salami and I laid the foundations of this empire and it grew into what we have it today. Would it not then be foolishness for you all to doubt me? Or what exactly are we talking here?’

‘I am the priest and if anybody should be deceitful, it cannot be me. Never-
Oh, it such a pitiable pity, I am grossly disappointed in you all for your vain thoughts. You anger me!’

He gnashed

‘Where is your seal of brotherhood? Where are your garments of trust? When do brothers become un-trusted among themselves? And even you Salami, I feel sorry for you that after all we have been through from crèche you can still have the effrontery to come up with something as this. You shame me.’
He shook his head in disappointment.

‘Brotherhood forever my faithful priest. I do not doubt your fidelity. I only wanted to be sure of their powers again. You know, I thought that they have a way around you and they are not as powerful as you are. Or somehow it is you doing it unconsciously. But it is just a complicated thought, a big fuss wobbling inside my head’

‘Just listen to what you are saying Salami. Do not talk to me as if I am a kid. What do you mean by a fuss in your head? Sending me out of this room is not just a shame but also a grave humiliation on my path. How could you think that, how could you venture it’

‘I am not of those that draw back unto perdition. He that doubts you is drawing away from our brotherhood to embrace damnation. You know we have been through this together, I may doubt any volturis, but not you’

‘Priest we are just confused!’ a voice interrupted

‘You are confused? No, I think you are mad for thinking ill of me. What madness!’

‘Priest I meant no offence’

‘But I am offended at you and all the fools that doubted me!’

‘We are like square pegs caged in round holes, we do not know how to get out. The whole scene is frustrating’ another said.

‘Oh I dreamt that a mother hen sold all her children for a pair of toasted bread. I cried after I woke up. Salami, do not be that chicken for I perceive ill of your conception. It can tear this empire into shreds’ the dreamer said again

‘I think it is wrong for us to doubt the priest’s sincerity, he cannot betray us. This is a cult. Besides, in this cult, there is no respect for persons. We all have signed with our blood and made blood covenant, that whosoever will betray us shall surely die.
Priest know better than betraying us. He is an old bird’

‘I totally agree, it is madness to doubt the priest’

‘Priest you do not have to blame us or feel hurt in your hearts because of our perspectives we are just as drunken men, who see a straight road as ridges. We are tossed in stupor by the madness of all these happenings. Please understand. We always pledge our allegiance. Brotherhood for life’

‘Priest we do not doubt your sincerity. Nevertheless, all we are saying is that these two demons may not actually be as powerful as you think. They may just have a way around your powers. Probably if you are away, they may be just less powerful. And then from there we can think of quarantine, or whatever we deem fit. With due respect, you all know that my perspectives has always yielded results in time past, I mean a million times. I only perceive deep down in my spirit that these children are not as powerful as you think…’
Scorpion’s neighbor had proposed

‘Watch your mouth, watch what you say before you bleed to death like scorpion!’ a voice said

‘Permit me, but you talk like a fool!’

’99 days a man is wise, but on the hundredth day, he acts foolishly, and his foolishness costs him his life. Men build monument, and say that he was once a wise man. I do not want to stand by your grave any soon, so watch your mouth’

‘He has a point, but it still narrows down to infidelity. And the priest cannot compromise’

‘You are eager to see your friend off, via yonder avenue?’

‘Ho Ho, send the priest out of this room. Dare it, I cannot wait. He He He!’
Sandra mocked.

The whole room became silent

Every eye turned to the priest.

‘I seat to listen to the foolish words of some people, especially you spider, scorpions neighbor. If you all want me to go out I will, but I only pity you. I pity for your lives. Indeed a wise man’s one foolishness can cost him his life’

Voices raise high in murmurs
I could pick out some words ‘what does that mean, what is he saying…’

‘Everybody listen. You do not know the spiritual battle I have been fighting here for you all. Well, it is not your fault; mortals know how to say words of mortality.
I have been busy here fighting for you all in the spirit.
These two demons would have killed you all in a snap. But I have been pleading with the spirits on your behalf. I have been neutralizing their powers.
And you all stand here suggesting that I excuse you.
You do not know that one of the spirits had suggested that into your head. They want a free access to destroy you. Especially you spider, they are gnashing for your blood.
Nevertheless, if you all will be foolish to disbelieve me and send me out, then that is your decision. I shall take my leave in peace. But when the angel of death strangles your neck do not call me. In fact, I take my leave now…’

‘Please priest, do not go, we are sorry for our folly’ they almost spoke in unison.

‘You know spider now? Birds of a feather flock together, please do not take him seriously’

‘Spider has weaved us in his web’

‘Oh I dreamt that a spider weaved some flies in his web, I thought they were two, I never knew that there were more, or probably others had died. I smell evil!’ the dreamer said.

‘Our dreamer is always right, evil calls’

‘Oh this is bondage and evil on my head. Lucifer where are you, are you sleeping why did you let this evil befall me. Why did you bring me to the valley of the shadows of death? Are you Jesus?’ Salami said sorrowfully.

‘We have to let them go’ priest addressed Salami.

‘But they know too much about us’

‘Our tracks are covered if you still remember’

‘So you are saying that we are free to let them go’

‘Of course to evade further destruction’

‘Let the house vote, we are a family and we should decide together’

‘All right if you want them to go raise up your hand;
However, if you want them to remain here and join volturis keep your hands down’

About seven hands were up out of about twenty volturis.

‘You can not keep us and we cannot join volturis. A man cannot keep fire in his bosoms. Salami, you only have been lucky, from the start, do not run out of luck’ I said with a thick voice. I was only hopping it sounded real.

‘We cannot keep them, however if we need their help we will get to them’ the priest said.

‘We do not have a choice, we just have to let them go, but their parents have something to tell us’

‘They are not going back to their parents and besides it is between their parents and us.
So what do you have to tell us all before we let you go?’

Sandra cleared her throat before she began.
‘It is a pity that scorpion and others have to learn the hard way, but what could we have done? He who breaks the edge the serpent shall bite him.’

‘He was a victim of his own foolishness. Our mission here was not to cause harm but to break the horns of your pride and make you take caution before you cannibalize any further. I hope you have learnt the lesson.’

‘It is best you always take caution before you pounce on a prey or before you think of bringing them here. There are other people more terrible than we are. You cannot feast on everybody. I will advice you to go for the dead and stop killing to eat. This is an opinion, however, if you feel you want to continue to cannibalize the living, then be careful before you confront another spirit tougher than the one you have felt.’

‘We do not belong to the family you think we belonged to, ask my supposed parents to tell you. We are born of evil, so do not think little of us. We are two birds flying in the air, if you understand what that means.
I shall take my leave now. Volturis keep up your greatness. But if anybody tries to trace me as someone is thinking right now in his heart, I would not only kill that person, but I shall tear his flesh into shreds…’

‘Ahh, you are great my Diva, you read my thoughts, it was I, please forgive me, I beg you…’ a volturis screamed in plea

‘I only warned you. I will not destroy you. All your thoughts are opened to me, so be careful when you think. I had kept silence all this while to all your vain thoughts, but that does not mean that I do not know what is singing inside your hearts. I know them all’

I could see kneels knocking one against the other.
I could not believe the power Sandra wielded; it was just more than I could swallow. I could not wait to step out and ask her where she got such crazy powers. Yet she had behaved normal all along. However, I had always felt something strange in her that I could not put in words’

‘Finally be strong volturis, you are GREAT!’ she concluded

There was a standing ovation and to my greatest surprise, Pastor Salami also joined the ovation.

Without them calling on me to make my parting speech, I began.
‘I am a silent fellow but he who takes the easiness of a lion for stupidity shall end up as a bone before the feet of the lion’

‘Hmmm’ they chorused, thrilled by the punch line.

‘I hail volturis. And I wish not that such evil would befell volturis, however when a creature as tiny as an ant is pushed against the wall, it turns back to grab a piece of flesh. It is all reflex and self defense’

‘You all have a strong bond of unity, and that is the only thing that can keep you strong and happy. For together in unity a grain of rice can fill you all and to loath; but when in hate and divide, a bag of rice for each would seem as a snack’

‘I also warn know on how you cannibalize, if you do not take caution it would bring you down to ruin. Remember what your dreamer said. Two birds shall spit fire like the dragon; I put that into his heart.
But if you all can be united no dragon bird will ever bring you down. Thank you.’

‘Brotherhood for life!’ a volturis shouted and everyone replied.
Afterwards there was a loud ovation.

‘I will take them to my chambers to heal Solomon’s twin, afterward I would lead them out through the tunnel’ Priest said.

I could not believe that I had just been delivered out of about two dozens of volturis.
I could not believe that the tears I shed previously had evaporated and left me a sparkling face of joy. Little wonder spider had doubted me, he saw my short tears, before Sandra’s courage had dried them up.
I could not believe that this was freedom. It seemed so surreal; so magical.
I could not imagine how the end could come so easily.

As we stepped out of the room, (Sandra, the priest and I,) the priest stood before us blocking the way.
‘One more thing’ he said

I looked at him suspiciously.
‘What is that?’

‘You will come to my chambers; there is something I want to show you’

‘What is it?’

‘It is the main reason why you are still alive. It is something you must do. Many things happened in that room that you need to understand. We shall have some time, but it is a deal between you and I’
He said almost in a whisper.

‘I don’t understand’

‘Come on be calm you should trust the priest by now’ Sandra said.

I looked at both of them.
‘Are they ganging up against me, or am I just been paranoid?’