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stormybucci: me thief?? **vexed nd uses head 2 hit d wall** saw or hammer or wareva ur name is, if i beat u eehnn, dem go reject u spiritually.... mtcheew

Na play I dey Na
person no for follow you play again?

Cheriepet: U've got another follower...

an interesting read

btw where is my grand daughta Missy?

she's stopped flowing with me

TaiwoAdeyemi054: You've really done a great job here. Am proud of your INK.

thanks Boss

Rose............
you are a genius really




SAW

daveP: hmm. We'l see.




Page Lord/ Lady? I have one or two sha. Brb!

u understand the PL game?

SammyHoe: Hi baba LANICKY! How's the chat room doing?

baba Abeg check again

lanicky: Hullooo Jigsawkillah.....nyc story u've got here.


Kudos


Hullooo Pa SammyHoe

Page Lady!

nice to finally have you here

SammyHoe: Yipee! Ayam the PL...

Hmm...ayam scared o...I hope John wouldn't meet his father and his wife in a romantic....

Lemme kip shut nd wait for Jigsawkillah to continue hin tory

its not what you think lol

edogho: me be ozah o. u good o.

ozah ma vor?

this is to notify the public of the game instigated by sammyhoe In his ebiag thread is also taking place here

benefits of being a page lord/ page lady: you'll get an update dedicated to you

rules: if your comments Is the first on a new page, u become the page lord/lady
if ur 3 consecutive comments made you PL, then ur post is nulled and PL goes to the next person after you

note: every page must have a PAGELORD and a pagelady

Dedicated to sammyhoe who is our first page lord
and to everyone that has commented on this thread so far
still waiting for a page lady


11pm


Angela was feeling sleepy. Apart from the big plasma making a faint noise, everywhere else is quiet. She lazily dropped the mag and walked into her room. Getting in, she noticed the bathroom door open again. No, she locked it. She remembered vividly, she locked it. Getting closer, the tissue paper has been displaced again. The shower is still running in droplets. It is strange. Who came here? She stupidly picked her hair brush as a tool just incase and started ransacking the room. She saw nothing. She dropped the brush and picked up her hand mirror to view her face. She didn't feel comfortable going into the bathroom anymore. She stared into the mirror and what she saw shocked her to the marrow. Before she could think of screaming, she was grabbed from behind with a hand of her napper firmly placed on her mouth. He injected her and she passed out.



John was driving too fast and too furious. He just didn't know that for every Bryan, there's a Torreto. While in his Camry 2.2 running 180km/hr, he couldn't see the Tundra coming too close. He wanted to take a bend to his right when the tundra ran into him. He tried to dodge but it was too late. His attempt to do so helped though in reducing the damages done. He swerved and he lost control thereby leaving the car spinning. He managed to jump out before it hit a nearby electric pole. All evidence of him drunk disappeared and his eyes became clearer. He was amazed at how he managed to jump from the car, he would make a good Actor he thought foolishly. There was no single atom of doubt that John is a woman beater and he uses his influence and police when dealing with others of his gender. The real reason behind his jump was the adrenaline rush coupled with the fear of death.
The rider of the tundra isn't done yet, and while John was busy praising himself, the tundra had turned and was aiming to damage more than the car. John turned and saw the vehicle coming towards him. He started running, feeling too shocked to scream. He looked bluntly foolish, one, for thinking he could outrun a vehicle, two, for being too afraid to scream. He fell down, and the car stopped just in front of him. The occupants came down, four in number, all dressed in black suits and looking like club bouncers. They lifted him up weightlessly and threw him inside the car while he screamed. One of the men punched him and he passed out.



7am


Mr Samuel was sitting in his sitting room watching the early morning news and sipping hot tea. He called the cook, and asked her if Angela's still sleeping. When the cook told him she hasn't seen her all morning, he sent the cook to check on Angela.
The cook got to Angela's room and saw the door locked.
"Ella" she called. She calling and when she wasn't getting any answer, she banged on the door. Still no reply, she called Mr Samuel who hurriedly rushed into his room to collect a spare key. He opened the door and it was empty. He checked the toilet and it was still empty. Then he proceeded to open the bathroom. He saw blood everywhere. The cook behind him screamed and dashed out of the house. The noise alerted the security at the gate as they ran in with a speed equivalent to that of light's. They too was shocked. Mr Samuel stood with his gazed fixed on the sight in front of him.
Just then, a call came in.
"Hello.......what's there?......alright, let me check it"
He raced out of the room followed by his security and headed for the sitting room. He saw his son's car damaged beyond recognition and had it not been his name on the plate number, he wouldn't have been able to recognize it.
The two security men looked at each other then at their boss who looked just as confused as them. Where do we start from? Where's Angela? Was the questions on their minds.
Mr Samuel picked up his phone and called the police.

SammyHoe: Pls let there be pagelord game on your thread...if so, na me be pagelord be dat

FIRST PAGELORD!!!!

alright
let it begin..... typing

SammyHoe: A name I admired so much... so sad u changed it

the name was stolen and I didn't wanna live under the owner's shadow

daveP: John go cry soon i guess. That badoo in him go soon 'go down low'

na lie joor

edogho: i see u o. la so e be now? u no call me to come chop abi.....9z one, truly everyone is a genius. keep it coming. i sense paranormal activity o. almost no typo.

yawa! Oshare a beg no vex
but stormybucci na thief!
u are welcome sir

seems like.....

ma no talk sha

I see things others won't see

4pm, same day......



Angela decided to go home against pleas from her father in-law to at least spend the night. Earlier on, Mr Samuel had called his son to give him a verbal discipline but none of his calls were returned. With Angela insisting on going home, he had no option than to drive her home himself.

When they got there, John was at home, getting drunk. He showed no sign of remorse or joy or any kind of feeling. He just felt indifferent.

Mr Samuel called Angela aside and whispered into her ears "you can see he's drunk. Its unsafe to stay here, please let's go home. Tomorrow you can come back"

She had no choice than to agree. Once drunk, John becomes a tiger, tearing, biting and kicking. Previously, on one such occasion, he had almost drowned her in the bath tub had he not slipped thereby giving her a chance to run away. Today could be worse, considering what happened yesterday.


John needed peace. Peace, peace, peace, is all i need. Is that too much to ask? He asked himself. He has been drinking since dawn thinking his wife is gone for good only to see her reappear with his dad. He wanted the man dead but he wasn't sure of his will. So far the man has made him live on a monthly pay, that's why he is yet to buy a new car.

He has to act fast. He slept on the sofa.



Later that night.........

Angela was sitting on the sofa in the biggest parlor reading one of the numerous magazines packed in a section of the Mr Samuel's abode. She was wearing a gown which she had bought on her way home. Her father in law is the best anyone could wish for and she feels lucky to have him. 9pm and he's already sleeping, too disciplined she thought to herself. She suddenly felt the need to use the toilet. She got up and walked to the room designated to her. Its not her first time using this room but somehow it seemed new. She felt she wasn't alone. She looked around yet saw no one but she could still feel eyes on her. She walked into the toilet. She sat raised her gown and sat on the water closet. She urinated, got up, washed her hand and was about leaving when she heard water flowing in the bathroom which was just next door.
"Hello" she said as she tiptoed towards it "dad is that you?"
She opened the bathroom door and saw the shower slightly on. She made a move to switch it off but something else caught her attention. The tissue is slightly displaced from where she kept it before she went for dinner. Someone came here! She switched off the shower, place the tissue paper in it's rightful place, and shut the bathroom door. Then she walked back to the sitting room.


Mr Samuel sat on the couch in his master bedroom. He tried to read his bible but the words had become too complicated for him to comprehend. He dropped it, rapped a quick prayer and retired to his bed. Still he couldn't find the need to sleep. He rolled from side to side continuously for about an hour before he managed to sleep only to jerk back up. Apparently he had had a bad dream and he instantly knew that something is not right. He got put, wore his flip-flops and wanted to go to the sitting room but he restrained himself. He got back on his bed, and slept off, still carrying that worried look that had been absent from his face for a long time.



John got up, picked up his car keys and got out of the house. He want explanations and he must get it.
Why wouldn't Dad leave me alone? It's my life for crying out loud! The old fool doesn't seem to get it, his life is in My hands. A call and he's gone, just a call. With so many thoughts running in his head and still drunk, John set off for his dad's place. Only if he knew what awaits him.........

wtf!

daveP: lol. We dey behind you. No worry.

thanks sir

stormybucci: Your head lyk chinese briefcase, your nose lyk water bottle, your eyes lyk 500watts bulb, your neck lyk pepsi bottle, your ears lyk sattelite plate, your teeth lyk mexican spade... So u had started a story nd u didn't dim it fit 2 call me?? iyaf vex

mogbe!!!!! ahhhh bros no vex LA
you are welcome sir

3Dimension: Catch 22 should I continue reading or wait till its hawt!! Jiggyman welldone! Check out typos sha o. Nice read. I'm suspecting the old man samuel sha. But its too early to start suspecting anyone. *operamini chai*

wetin do opera mini?

and thanks for the advice

SammyHoe: Ha! What is Dareezyn? You better not, else...

u no wan forget that name? watch out sha