Hmmmm, when one has been pencilled down for destruction it cannot be evaded no matter how hard you try. Nice update Seunla

Souloho's style of writing is just.... (i got no words to describe) .

I had come across the topic so many times, but finally opened the devil wears okrika when Meneski wrote an amazing summary and it got me hooked.

While waiting for the the next update i strolled into "Delayed Diagnosis" and i never regretted it one bit.

I felt every bit as if i was part of the action. Thank you Souloho19 for giving us such amazing pieces. I will be on the look out for subsequent stories.

seunnla:


And here I thought I was doing something nice for everyone
Just kidding
Anyways I would try to make some end in such a way that you won't have to imagine the rest of the story.

No no, please don't change it. The mental torture is sweet if you know what i mean. Ride on ma

I have a complaint tho (lol)
I understand they are short stories and all, but for me it is mental torture, you get me to the point whereby I'm wondering what's gonna happen next, them BAM, you end it there leaving the rest for me to imagine :-(
That's my only kpomo sha, the series are awesome

Yonce:



You liked what you saw?

That sounded zexual... lol don't mind me.
I LOVED it, gave me a new ideas for the story, have to do some restructuring. Thank for the inspiration

seunnla:
(Disclaimer: I am sane. I'm just trying to describe my writer's block).



The characters: Ufuoma...hey...hey..listen up
Me: Go away, I'm busy with things that can pay me
The characters: We would pay you someday
Me: Yeah, until that day comes, shush...I'm busy
The characters: But we're interesting, tell our stories please..
Me: Go the f.ck away NOW
The characters: But...
Me: I said bye bye
Some days later
Me: Hello guys, I was wondering if you could tell me about that interesting stuff that happened to you again
*Nothing*
Me: Hello? I'm free now... Come out..come out wherever you are
*Deafening silence*
Me: I actually want to write now, come out..
*Nothing*
Me: goes back to doing other things...an important deadline looms
One character: So beads of sweat gathered around my temples as I struggled to get my heartbeat back to normal...
Me: hold up, what story are you telling?
One character: That one I was telling you before you fell asleep
Me: I wasn't listening. I needed that sleep
One character: You never listen to us, me especially
Me: Oh, sod off. You always pick the worst time to visit
One character: You are so annoying, we would deal with you.
Me: (feigning fear) Oooooohhhhh, I'm so scared.
Suddenly the others all barge into my room and lift me.
Me: Hey, put me down this instant. I am your maker
Them: (scoffs) Some maker you are. What is a maker without its creations?
Poseidon's sister: You told Posei's tale. I've told you mine and you're yet to tell mine. I'm definitely more interesting than her
Me: Well...I need to do a little research in order to write you. You are quite more complex than she is
Poseidon's sister: Please don't patronize me. You haven't even given me a name.
Me: How do you like Athena?
Poseidon's sister: (hisses) Definitely a boring name
Me: Hey, it's not boring....plus plagiarists are a problem
Poseidon's sister: Well screw em
Me: Nah, they're the ones screwing writers over. Can you put me down now?
Them: No way. You have to learn a lesson
Me: Huh?
Them: Maybe some time in the block would make you take us more seriously
Me: Hey (shaking head from side to side). What block? Guys? C'mon
Them: The writer's block
Me: Please No...No...please
Them: (proceed to carry me there)
I'm still there at the moment....soon be out though.

I hope they free you soon

Yonce:
I'm getting that Stepehen King's IT vibe.

I like it.

I hadda go look this up

Thanks for dropping comments... Sorry, for the delay in dropping updates, work got me
From next week monday will be more consistent.

started from the bottom, now i'm here.

Gosh, this piece got me on my toes. I don't read online stories twice, but I'm tempted to start all over again (lol i won't though, there are other amazing stories i have to catch up on)

i doff my hat for you sir!!!!

seunnla:
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Please read, feedback is welcomed

She knows my name

Sorry, i'm late..

uminem02
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dranoid

Chris sighed deeply as he stared at Tom Radcliff who sat across him His hands were folded in between his laps like an innocent child, but he was not about to take no for an answer. He leaned on the table in the middle of the room and spoke menacingly.
“Tom, this don’t make this any more difficult than it already is. We are positive that one thing all the suspects have in common is that they all walked into your game store before the murder was committed. Tell me Tom, how you inciting these kids to commit murder? You running some kind of voodoo cult?” Tom shrugged
“I tell you Chief, it’s really weird what you are asking. I have no idea what this is about, and how my arcade is connected to the crimes . I bet your men are searching there right now, but they won’t find anything. You got the wrong guy.” Tom replied stiffly. Chris stretched to his full height and folded his arms intimidatingly but Tom did not flinch.
“I will be right back” Chris turned and left the room. He stood in the hallway observing Tom through the window for a while. The latter sat still in his chair, head bowed.
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Sherry knocked lightly on the door before popping in
“Chief, you got company” She whispered hurriedly. Chris wondered why Sherry spoke in hushed tones but before he could speak up a man eased into the room. Apparently, he was the

“Hi Christopher, I’m Agent Lou” The man said briskly as he approached Chris’s table and flashed his badge.
Chris arched his brow. The guy must be some big shot to have intimated Sherry. He took in his features in one glance. Five feet nine, blonde, grey eyes. Your regular guy on the street
"Hello" He replied as he pointed to a seat "Do have a seat. What brings you to Hill County? “
Lou sat down and brought out some files
"Straight to the point huh? I like that. Now to work, Christopher. It might come as a surprise to you, but the FBI is pretty interested in this case or if I may, cases as the current situation is right now. It has not skipped our radar, much more as the town is known as a peaceful one, no prior history of violence (that was not brought under control) except in recent times. If not nipped, it might continue and the guys at the top do not want that" He raised an eyebrow
"It really is a surprise, but we have it under control agent Lou” Chris said authoritatively
"I can see that" Lou’s tone was filled with sarcasm which made Chris squirm in his seat. He hated federal agents and wished this one would disappear from where he came from.
“Look here Chris, the case is as good as out of your hands. But I will be fair and carry you along but only if you are willing to cooperate and work as a team, is that clear?” Lou with a tone that left no doubt that he was here to stay, with or without Christopher's approval.
Chris sighed in resignation. He really despised the superior airs the so called FBI agents put up, but he loved his town and he was anxious to get the case wrapped up and jet the unwanted agent back to where he came from.
“Welcome to Hill County, agent Lou” He said defeatedly as he extended his hand for a handshake
“Please, call me Lou” He replied as he grasped Chris’ hand firmly
Chris’s head began to ache. The presence of an FBI agent in his town was not exactly the icing he wanted on his cake.

uminem02:
Made FP!!..oya throw 1 update as gift

Yaaaaay!!!! Thank you Divenpen1

meanwhile, i have not been updating cus i am not motivated, dunno if you people like the story or not so i just sat in one corner like a dog with it's tail down. No comments, no criticism

Yonce:



My thoughts exactly

lol, nah... this will be finished here

Baba Jegede started to mumble. Greg strained his ears to catch the words, but he could not understand anything. As his voice began to rise, Greg knew he was making some form of incantation.

"THIS IS NOT YOUR FIGHT" the creature growled with a guttural voice in Baba Jegede's direction. suddenly, it began to whistle. The trio stood transfixed for a minute, seemly hypnotised by the sweet melody from the monster.

“All rise” The clerk’s voice rang through the court as the Judge made her entrance.

Jake nudged Jeremy slightly, nudging towards the Judge. Jeremy smiled in response. Judge Jody was well known in Hill County. She was ruthless, and hated any form of dramatic display in her court.

“I hope the kid got himself a good lawyer, would be too bad to have your lawyer in jail with you for contempt” Jake laughed. His laughter turned into a fit of cough when Judge Jody threw a frown in his direction.

“Before we proceed, I would like to warn every one of you” She looked at the plantiff before moving her gaze to the accused. “I will not tolerate any sudden outbursts in my court room. I expect the best behavior from both sides. Anyone who wants to act contrary to this should please use the exit” She pointed her hammer at the door. Nobody stood up. She surveyed the courtroom for a minute. “Very well, we may now proceed”

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Back at the station, Chris looked at the notes he had been taking. He placed each note beside the other and looked at them critically. He rubbed his forehead in frustration, he was back to where he started. He peered at the noted one more time, then it hit him.

“RADCLIFF’s ARCADE”

He raced out of the hall towards his car, pausing only for one minute to bark instructions at Sherry at the front desk.

“Reach Jeremy to meet me up at Radcliff’s arcade. He’s in court for the preliminary hearing of Mason’s case”. In no time he was in his car, he revved the engine and headed towards the arcade.

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The Man hissed In Irritation from a safe distance across the street. He saw Mr Radcliff been taken by the cops. It meant the arcade would be closed for a while, since it was under Investigation.
“Damn It” he shouted as he kicked at a trash can angrily.
“The cops are onto something, can’t let them burst this gig so soon” He walked back to the house and planned for phase two.

"Sango oooo" Baba Jegede shouted. He quickly brought out a small paper folded in his pocket and blew a white substance at the three creatures. It worked like acid and the creatures began to melt gradually. The result was so revolting that Bisi could not hold her dinner in and she threw up all over the place.

"Baba, how did you do that?" Greg asked, his eyes never leaving the messy goo on the floor

"Forget that thing, you be small boy" Baba Jegede said boastfully. "When we started doing traditional medicine you were still sucking your mother's boobs. It is not all these bible you are carrying....what's that?" He asked as smoke began to fill the room..

Pluck, pluck, pum pum....

"Greg oo, what is that noise? It sounds like something is boiling" Bisi wailed

pluck, pluck, pum, pum, siiiiiiiiiiiiiii. As if on cue, they all turned to where the three creatures had melted. The boiling noises and smoke was coming from there but what was more horifying was the goo was morphing into something bigger.....

Chidi rubbed his eyes sleepily as he eased himself. His sleep had been interrupted by an eerie scream from next door.

"You people should wake the entire building you hear?" He grumbled as he made to return to his bedroom when he head something hit the floor hard. His curiosity got the better of him and he proceeded into the hallway. He stopped in front of Greg's door and raised his hand to knock but something stopped him. As he made to turn back to his room, the door opened slowly and a voice said

"come in"....

Chris looked around the conference room grimly. A group of police officers stared back, blank faced.
“Officers, I guess you all know why we are here so let’s get straight to the point” He gulped as he looked at the able bodied men before him, they seemed to sink lower into their seats.
“Murder rate has increased in Hill County, and the people are loosing faith in the force. For every crime committed we have been able to round up the perpetrators, but what beats my socks off is the motive, can any of you tell me what that is?” He asked but they all kept mute.
“Because there seems to be NONE!!!” He yelled in exasperation. Jeremy coughed silently, Chris looked at him and sighed deeply.
“It all seems so easy, a crime is committed, suspect is arrested and charged to court but believe you me it goes way more than this, and I want every man to be on his feet, we must get to the bottom of it. You may all return to your posts” He dismissed them but signaled Jeremy to stay behind.
“Jeremy I need you to get Jake. The first trial for Mason’s case will be held today. I need you guys to stick around that court room, pay attention to everything, I mean everything that kid says. We are dealing with a bigger force here, and my gut tells me this is just the beginning”. Jeremy nodded and walked away. Chris watched him for a while before taking his seat. Only then did he realize he had been standing for close to an hour. He picked up the six files in front of him and looked at them. Somehow, the cases were connected, but he could not link the dots. He had to find the missing link. He wearily opened the first file and started to read.

"Quick Bisi, jump out" He said as he pushed her towards the window. They were on the second floor, but a few broken ribs was better than the monstrosity that was behind them.. he hoisted her over the frame and jumped after her. They landed with a dull thud.
"Shit" He knew they were in for it when he saw that they had landed in the same room they had jumped from....

Chris slumped wearily on the bench beside Jake. His talk with Mr Radcliff did not yield any results rather, it confused him even more. Bryan and his mother were on good terms before they left the arcade, knowledge of whatever happened in the car rested solely in the hands of Mrs Miller but she was yet to regain consciousness. Jake sensed that his boss was tensed so he quietly eased out of the hospital waiting room to get more coffee. On his way, he checked on Mr Miller who refused to leave the front of his wife’s room. He sat gloomily on the chair, his head propped in his hands. Jake passed him without saying a word and headed to the car. Voices blasting commands from the radio had him racing to the car, there was an emergency. He picked up his walkie talkie and called in the station. In no time information was reeling in from the other end.
“Damn, Chief won’t like this” he said as he stumbled out of the car, his quest for coffee forgotten.
Chris was almost dozing off when he heard someone cough beside him. He opened his eyes slowly at the same time Jake walked in briskly.
“Boss, there has been a distress call. Location is Mayor’s lane. Some cops have been dispatched, but you might wanna be there first hand” Jake said, looking around grimly. Chris jumped to his feet and walked towards the reception. He instructed the nurse on duty to call the station as soon as Miller comes around, and left with Jake at his heels.
Soon, they arrived at the scene. The cops that arrived earlier had sealed the house with the yellow tape, and there was a woman crying hysterically in front of the house, she was held by a young woman who was also crying. Chris passed through the tapes and walked in to the house. One quick look around and he was back outside, and approached an officer.
“Walden, what happened here?” He asked, looking at the hysterical woman. He saw some attendants lift two bodies into different ambulances, and he beckoned the officer to follow him while he walked over to the ambulance. On the first bed, he saw a young boy, possibly eighteen or nineteen, unconscious. He walked over to the next one and lifted the cover.
“Jeez, Walden. What in the hell happened?” he cursed as a battered head stared in in the face. The skull was cracked open and the brains were visible for all to see. Chris for one was thankful he had been too busy to eat dinner. The sight was too gory to keep anything in.
“Well Chief, the young man on the other bed is Taylor, the deceased was his dad. His mum walked into Taylor’s room to find him wacking his dad with his baseball bat. Afterwards, the kid passed out”. Walden summarized. Chris pointed towards the crying woman
“And I suppose that is the mother?” Walden nodded in affirmation. Chris strode over and knelt in front of her.
“Ma’am, I am sorry for your loss. Right now, you have to come in to the station to answer a few questions” The woman looked at him, as her lips continued to tremble. The young woman spoke up.
“Sir, my mother is in shock here. She just witnessed my brother kill his father, her husband” She said pointedly.
“My condolences once again. She is not under duress, but she is a prime eye witness to all that happened here. We need to take her in, not as a suspect but as an eyewitness” He repeated firmly. Taylor’s mother sniffed.
“It’s fine Hailey, the good man is only doing his job. Taylor, he killed him you know” She started to wail again. Chris shifted uncomfortably, this was an aspect of the job he hated, but it had to be done so he stood his ground.
“Do you know why he did it?” He asked but she shook her head
“It doesn’t make sense. It doesn’t. Taylor loved his dad, they always took each others’ side in the house, but the look I saw in his eyes” She trailed off. Chris perked up
“What look ma’am?”
“He looked like he had been confronted by a demon. It was horrifying, I didn’t know who to run to, him or my husband who lay in a pool of his own blood on the floor” She whispered faintly. Chris signaled the paramedics to give her medical attention
“She’s in shock” He said to them as he moved away. He turned to Jake, who had been listening all the while and said in a low tone
“Pray to God, if you believe in any. An evil has been unleashed on Hill County.”

finally, feels good to be back here

souloho19:
I love mystery, nice one op..I'm hooked

Welcome on board sir

do4luv14:



it will come, beside it jst got started, go on and update,

commentators will surely arrive,



this story is, hmmmm

more update pls

I hope so, the story is what?

Taylor rode his bike quickly down the street. His mum didn’t know he had climbed down the window of his room, if she did he would be in big trouble, his dad would probably ground him for life. He jumped off and raced into the arcade.
“Hey Mr Radcliff” He said as he handed him some cash in exchange for game coins. He walked round the arcade, indecisive on which to have a go at first. Finally, he stopped in front of zombie apocalypse. “Rad game” he quickly slotted a few coins in and put on the virtual googles, and picked up the virtual gun.
“Neat” He screamed as the game came on and some zombies approached him. He shot at them erratically, adrenaline pumping through his veins. After a while, his session expired and he slotted more coins. Soon he was out of coins, so he left the arcade but vowed to come back for more. He rode home quickly and climbed up his room window and jumped into bed. He picked up his ipod was soon singing along to the latest jams.
“Taylor, to bed now” His dad yelled as he climbed up the stairs but Taylor did not hear so he banged on the door. “Taylor, go to bed now” He repeated.
Taylor sat up, he thought he heard banging on his door. He turned off the music and listened again but the house was quiet. He made to put the earpiece back on, but the banging on his door resumed. Suddenly the door burst open and at the doorway stood creature. It’s monstrous head devoid of eyes with the upper lip missing. In place of fingers, it had stubs and its chest was ripped open halfway down his torso. Taylor rubbed his eyeballs to make sure he was not seeing things, but when he opened them the thing was still there, in his room!!! As the thing advanced, Taylor yelled and rushed out of bed. His baseball bat was lying on the floor beside his bed so he picked it up and took a swipe at the head. He heard a guttural sound so he took another hit. The thing fell to the ground so he continued to hit, screaming. He stopped screaming, but the sound did not stop. He fell to the ground, but before he passed out he looked towards the door and saw his mum standing there, her eyes filled with horror….