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Jaylynn:
This is really nice. I'm adding this to my reading list for what I'll read once I'm done with exams.

Nice one. But there so many of them published already, just take your time to scroll up.

Wish you success sis.

Part 7

After finishing all the lecture for the day, I went to the Aristotle Garden at the Political Science department to rest. I don't want to tell any of my friend about my ordeal with the girl…if I tell them, they will complicate the matter for me and make me scare.

Immediately it was 4pm, I went for prayer, after the prayer I washed my leg and mouth and comb my hair and off I went to Pepsi Garden, as I reach there, I saw my main babe Farida Yakub coming out of the hostel and sighted me and came to ask what I was doing here. I lied that I came to collect my lecture note from a friend…she wanted to raise her voice, I begged her and bribed her with 500.

Abu girls and money,, she smiled and asked me to call her at when am done and left and I feel relieved.

Immediately I turned back I saw Rahma and her two other friends coming towards me, she’s my babe from Masscom department. I was about fleeing but she quickly caught me and asked what I was doing here…I told her the same lie. She has want to leave, but one of her friend tried to interrupt. I gave her a hard stare and hissed and they left.

As I turn to my right, I saw my witch babe sitting in front of Pepsi Garden, watching all the drama that I was playing and she smiled. I move closer to her and sat beside her. I told her am not comfortable where we are that people I knows will be passing…she shook her head without any word. We stood up and moved to Sodom and Gomora Garden.

She asked me who those girls are and I told her that they are my friends. (Omo I dey lie inside fasting…God dey oooo)

She held my hand and I told her am fasting, so that she won't break my fast).

I asked her if she’s a Muslim and she said that was before. I was afraid fear and I asked her what she's practicing now. She said Sorcery.

"But why is your name Maryam?" I asked her.

She said that was her real name and she don’t wanna change it…she said she will soon go back to Islam once the spell Is broken.

"Which spell" I asked fearfuly.

She looked at me as if she wanted to swallow me and sighed deeply.

That was how she started narrating her story.

To be continued.

Part 6

I pulled off my soaked jalabia and I noticed that the mini Koran in my pocket was also wet but not soaked. I quickly seek refuge in Allah, astagifirullah…this stupid girl just made me suffer today. I blame myself seeing her...if I no ehn I for don sit down for house dey tap current small small from my landlady’s daughter..dat would have been better.

But sha shebi the witch gal sef do me well…at least the two balls on her chest rested on my back for like ten minutes…kai I be stupid boy fah…inside ramadan I still dey tap current…abegi only God know who dey worship am. I heard a story of one mallam wey dey pour beer inside kettle use am do iftar..ahn ahn my own better small jor..I get hope pass am…but sha come to think of it..sin na sin…and I also heard of a pastor wey dey sleep with him church choirs..abegi my own small jare.

I quickly boiled water and prepared hot tea with 2/2 bread that I bought from Falladan yesterday…after eating I quickly perform two rakat and seek for God’s forgiveness.

As I was relaxing on my bed, I started to meditate about this girl.

Who is this girl?

Where did she come from?

Who she Epp?

Is she truly a witch or am imagining it that way?o

That's how I was asking myself rhetorical questions.

But truth to be told, am already falling in love with this witch girl. She is just too sweet..long nose, soft body, tall, chocolate, white set of teeth, fluent and sweet phonetics...and to round it up her Bakassi Pennisula and Niger Delta Avengers are in good shape.

Chai! I must not loose this babe even if she is a mermaid, I must see her end product.

O boy, which kind human being I be sef? I too like human joorh. I swear I get babe for all the department wey dey Abu Zaria…shey na only me….not tall, not like skinned, so wetin dem sey see for my body? Abi because I be lagos boy ni and I get swaggs and my Phonetics English dey there...omo if I dey follow gal talk ehn you go think say na oyinbo land I for grow.

As I was still thinking about her when I slept off. I woke up around 4am. I took a pack of Hollandia yoghurt and sat her of water...went for prayer before the second round of sleep.

Fasting is not easy at all….around 6am my phone ring. It was this witch girl calling me, I didn't want to pick the call but I just pick it up and the following convo ensued.

Me: Hello

She: Hello sweety antashi lafia (How was your night?)

Me: Lafia lau (fine)

She: Me kaci ah sahur? (What did you eat in sahur)

Me: Madara da ruwa (Milk and water)

She: Kana jin dadi faa. (You dey enjoy oo).

Me: Hmmm...jin dadi sai gurin ki (Na ur place enjoyment dey ooo)

She: (Laughs) Not really...ehm when its 4pm please come and meet me at Pepsi Garden, we need to talk.

Me: I want to read...I can’t make it (Omo see as I pretend...I dey happy oo)

She: Please now

Me: Ok naji…I will come, but promise me that you won’t take my time and you will tell me more about yourself.

She: Yes I will.

Me: Ok bye..till we see.

She:Ok dear.

She hanged up and was unable to sleep again. I have 8am lectures; POLS208. About 30 minutes later I received a bank credit alert…I cleared my face very well maybe I was seeing a wrong thing. (Your account 30*****23 has been credited with N20,000 by Mariam Usman mobile money transfer).

I was very happy, how did this girl get my account number?

How did she even know that I was even broke?

I called her immediately and asked why she send me cash, she said she read my mind that I wanted to buy something but I don’t have money so she decided to send me that token.

I asked her how she get my account number and she said I should not worry, well I thank her and I kissed her through the phone and she was happy like.

I hanged up…I quicky called Fatima Hassan to return the 2k I borrowed from her, I also called Nana Aisha Abdul, she promise to make a good fried rice for me for 2k and chicken too with assorted meat. I also call Aminat Musa, I promise to give her 1k for her hair.

Before I know it, the money started reducing; small resources and unlimited wants. If this girl know that am like this in spending, she won't send me money.

To be continued.

Part 5

Me: Are you a witch?

She: No.

Me: Then why are you behaving like one?

She: That’s just me for you.

Me: Tell me something, you seems to know a lot of things about me..how come and what do you want from me?

She: I want all of you.

Me: How many of us?

She: (She smiled) I mean I want you...I love you.

Me: (I adjusted my seat and shift away from her) You love me. Why?

She: I don’t know too…its a revelation.

Me: From who?

She: You won’t understand.

Me: Not until you tell me.

She: Do you promise to love me in return if I tell you?

MeI scratched me head) I can’t promise you but I promise to love you in return if you tell me about yourself.

Omo na so dis babe start to dey cry oh…wetin happen na she no talk..she just dey cry. I moved closed to her with fear and I held her close to me…my body quickly react to her soft body, I used my handkerchief to wipe her tears, she held my hand tightly...I mean tightly. I manage to remove it she started shivering.

Omo fear catch me, she said I should hug her tight. Gbèsè re oo…I can’t I told her, she looked straight into my eyes for a long time and hug me herself. like a real hug,

I nearly fainted…all her orange stuck to my flat chest. I felt it and I nearly collapse. I started shaking. I remember say Quran dey my pocket and I quickly withdrew myself from her.

Ahuzubillah imina shaytanirajim…my heart beat thrice faster than normal. I moved slowly away from her, she seems worried. I knew she need someone to talk to…she needs a cuddle and she needs a lot of things but am afraid oo. I don’t know her fah and she hasn’t tell me about herself.

Suddenly the cool gentle breeze started heavily within five minute and it was around 11pm, its damm dark and the rain was about to fall heavily. I need to go home quickly or else they will lock the school gate and again I can’t leave this princess behind.

Immediately I dragged her hand as the rain started to fall. She loved it and I was annoyed and she started laughing and jumping at the same time.

I told her its late and am going home…I wanted to escort her back to Ribadu Hall safely so that I will be going home, she read my anger and quickly danced to my tune, she held my hand and we started walking in the rain. We passed through the faculty of sciences, when we got to sick bay she slipped off and fell…she didn’t cry but she’s hurt. I nearly curse her. What kind of trouble is this?

I carried her on my back to make it faster, she loved it and stick her front asset so tightly on my back that I hardly control myself. When
we finally reach Ribadu hall and I brought her down….she move closer to me and hugged me again. She wanted kissing but I shifted my mouth, but she ended up pecking me. She promised to call me with her real number. I had to be sure she enter the hostel before I finally left.

Still in the rain I ran like a mad dog, 30 minutes later I reached home. Immediately I entered the room I received a call, I knew she was d one. I picked it…she spoke softly and she said I should save her number. She asked if have reached home and I hissed, she laughed and I hanged up the call, she called again and promise to tell me about herself when we meet the next day.

To be continued.

Part 4

As I was going I branched into a mosque..observed the Isha’I and Tarawi prayer and I left and raised my head up and I didn't talk to anybody. As I entered d school, I was somehow afraid and started to shake like someone who got electrocuted. Immediately I started reciting some Koran verses. I don’t even know if am right or wrong.

Few minutes later I reached our agreed place, the Anatomy Garden and is damn scary, infact its even close to where dead bodies were kept for medical students for practicals. I rubbed my coiled hair and just immediately power was taken and everywhere became dark.

O boy, I wanted to run like Usain Bolt but I wan prove to this babe that am not a coward.

I summoned courage and walked into the garden, no sign of human being there and am yet to see this babe. gal never show. I sat down and all I could hear was the chirping of the owl and croaks of frogs.

I waited for about one hour, when it was exactly around 10pm, I decided to go back home because she didn’t show up and I can’t call her number because its unknown number that I saw the last time she called me.

I stood up and was about going when I heard my name.

I looked back and I saw a girl sitting at my back, I wanted to run but my legs are too weak, I can’t even carry dem. I was shaking and the same time sweating profusely. I began to recite some prayer as fast as my mouth could say.

she asked me to come closer and have a seat right beside her which I silently obeyed and she started the convo.

She: Hmmm, Kabir kenan, ya kake..ya azimi (Kabir how far…how fasting?)

Me: (I pretended as if I can’t speak Hausa) Wallai babu Hausa (I swear I don't speak Hausa)

She: C'mmon stop lying…I learnt you have an Hausa blood in your system and I know your dad is an Hausa man, so stop lying.

Me: Who told you all this?

She: (She laughed) Don’t worry.

Me: (Beginning to feel worried) Ok, but where were you since? Have been here for the past few hour and you didn’t show up.

She:I was right here at your back since 8pm.

Me: And I didn’t see you.

She: I didn’t want you to see me because I want to test your patience.

Me: Are you invisible?

She: No.

Me: Are you a witch?

To be continued.

SirLiquidGold:
Oluspicy nice dp

Thanks bro.

Unveiling soon.

Finnestgreat:
Op welcome back

Yes sir

Part 3

The next day I went for lectures as usual and finished around 4pm. I decided to check the library if I will see that witch of a lady. I went inside, checked everywhere, but nowhere to be found. I went out of the library, passed through Suleiman Hall and was heading to North gate.

Suddenly I saw her standing a few blocks away from where I was; she was wearing a Lab coat and I quickly rushed towards her and tapped and immediately she turned back ehnn…guess what…twas another person I see.

I apologised to the lady and she just smiled and left.

I don enter gbese fah, person wey I see with my own eyes now now don change…definitely this gal na winch she be.

Soon after I had my prayers, I decide to go into the school, probably to social center and play snookers.

I brushed, took my bath and as I putting on my clothe, my phone began to ring, unknown number. I was grip by fear. I summoned courage and picked the call. An the following convo ensued.

"Salam!"

"Wlsm"

"Dan Allah who’s this?"

"Don’t be afraid, it's me Maryam…where are you?

"Please Maryam wetin I do for you nah…(Omo I tear pidgin) how did you get my number...and why asking where I am?

She laughed softly.

Don’t worry about that, I will gist you about it…are you at home or in school?

"Am home"

"Ok, am in hostel now but I will soon be going out...let’s meet at Anatomy Garden after isha’I prayer.

(Fearfuly) "O...Ok"

"Take care...see yah!"

As I hanged up the phone I instantly developed a cold....omo I don enter gobe oo..which kin wahala be dis na? I cursed the day I met this babe.

I decide to go and see her and blast her never to call or claim to know me. I pulled off the shirt and jean I intend to wear to social center earlier. I wore my pure white jalabia and I also took my mini quran and kept it in my pocket and then I put my rosary bead (tesba) round my neck as if am going for a holy war. I came out and I met our landlady’s daughter, she greeted me and I ignored her intentionally. She held my hand and asked where I was going to.

O boy see me see trouble o…na you dey pay my school fees ni?

The truth is the girl as been giving me signal but I don't want give her green light because she's always in hijab and she don't hug boys. So I told her that am going somewhere very important and I will soon be back. She felt bad and thought am going to visit another girl.

if she know what am going through I swear she won’t come near me. She left me and bade me goodbye.

To be continued.

Part 2

Mtchew... I hissed, went straight to the gal am sitting with that was staring at me.

Hi, uhm...I want to go and pray and I don’t wanna go with my phone, can you please watch it for me till I come back.

Omo see as this gal happy.

"Sure I will she said."

I left for the prayer and about 30 minutes later I came back and I still met her there. I felt relieved because I just bought that phone…make she no try something silly with me.

I went back to my seat and thanked her, she smiled and wanted to say but something kept her from not talking.

Hmm na you sabi.

I read from 12pm till 6pm and packed my books, combed my hair and stood up and left but forgot to bade her bye because I was so hungry.

The next day I still went back to the library, as I opened my book and as usual and was about reading when I saw the same figure I saw yesterday sitting right in front of me.

"Ọmọ moti jẹ gbèsè.

Kílódé na?

I looked at her and forged a smile and she gladly smiled back.

"Dole sai munyi magana ne, koni ne nakawo ki makaranta ne.

I felt like changing seat but sha. I don't want her to think that am afraid of her. I ignored her and started reading.

finished around 5pm, as usual and packed my book and left. I was about coming out of the library when I felt a strange tap at my back, I looked back and lọ and behold, she was here. I remember that have never seen her stood up.

She d.... tall, like taller than me, chocolate in complexion, white shining set of teeth…o boy this gal wanna break my fast oo.

What kind of devil is this?

I manage to smile and she started the convo.

"Hi!'

"Hello!"

"Hope am not disturbing you?

"Not at all."

"Am Maryam by name, a nursing student, 100 level. It seems there is something bothering you koh?

(Oh God, wetin concern you with my life na?) "Actually noting, its just the nomenclature that is affecting me.

"Oh really...hmm. So what’s the name and department.

'The name is Kabir, am a Political Science student, 200 level, can I go now?"

"Are we quarreling?"

"No, am just in a hurry.

"Ok, will you show up tomorrow?"

"Probably."

"Ok goodbye".

I smiled and wave her goodbye…I took few steps forward and looked back, but I didn’t see her again. Haba!...person wey I follow talk nawnaw.

I went back inside the library and checked where we sat down walahii I no see am…infact I checked the whole library. I didn't see her.

What's happening?!

Is she a witch or what?!

Fear catch me and an unexpected cold ran down my spine.

To be continued.

Part 1

Have you ever had an encounter with a witch before; who is probably in love with you?

This is a story about a young university undergraduate whom a lady got attracted to and their lives change forever.

Enjoy!
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It all started one Sunday, I decided to visit the most largest library in Nigeria (Kashim Ibrahim Library), it was a sunny afternoon and I needed to update my note and get something into my skull. I took my bath and dress up and off to the library.

The place was scanty as most student are fasting so they read at night. I searched for a comfortable place and sat down. I opened my note and was about to read it when I noticed a figure sitting right in front of me, the figure was just staring at me. OMG! What’s wrong? I asked myself. I hissed and continued with my reading because am not in a good mood.

Why? because I didn’t wake up for Sahur and I don’t have choice than to fast. The weather was terrible as in hot…and again am trying to get something into my head. I was really bothered that day.

Ehnnn….why this gal they look me since sef? I carry shit for body ni….abi she dey look my newly coiled hairstyle ni…nawa oh!

I hissed again and continued my reading. Wallai if you dey study me, you no go graduate fah.

I was thinking of changing seat but I don’t want her to think am a coward, unfortunately Power Holdings brought the light...thank God..my phone battery was down. I stood up, plugged my phone and went back to read.

This babe still dey study me fah...I no even look her face again.

About an hour later, I heard the call to prayer so I stood up and checked my phone and its only 53%. I wanted to unplug it and put it in my pocket so dat I will go and pray and come back but I really want the phone to have full bar because dem fit carry light and if I leave the phone behind, omo dem go wipe am before I come back.

Wetin I go do oh?

To be continued.

Chapter 12 (FINAL)

Of course, I lost my sighting sense immediately I felt the breeze on my face, the only active sense left to navigate my way out of the boneyard is my hearing and touching ability. I prayed and cried silently in my heart. I’ve lost the energy to even talk. I knelt down on the ground and started tracing the way with my palm. I do this to avoid hitting my leg on something. I haven’t walked far before I heard some people banging the gate forcefully. With a loud thud, the gate opened and I heard some feet coming towards me.

“Yeah, officer this is him, this is the man I heard screaming all this while” I heard a feminine voice speaking. While going to the morning prayer this morning.”

She continued "I heard his scream twice, I first ignored him, but while coming back again, through the transparent gate, I saw this man sitting on the grave, so I couldn’t approach him, that’s why I called you” she explained to the police.

I was really happy that the gate is the kind that look like burglary metal, people can see through it easily, but I was sad that she didn’t call the police during the midnight to arrest me, I would have happily go to prison. But I realised at that moment that they were able to come to my aid because I’ve lost my sight, I’ve lost a part of my body. According to the testimony of people that came to the boneyard earlier, they lost some part of their body before escaping from that place.

They first ordered me to stand up and I did, it was when they told me to come to them that they realised that there’s no more sight to see them. One of them came to me and held my hand. They helped me out of the cemetery and push me inside their van. They were about to take off when I remembered my friend's motorcycle.

"Officer please wait” I tried to stop them, "I parked a motorcycle at the back of the boneyard, can you please help me take it, the key is there”.

“Okay” one husky voice replied me.

The officer got down and I heard him running to the back of the cemetery, we waited for five minutes before I heard his approaching his feet.

“Young man, there’s no motorcycle there and please don’t waste our time” the man informed me.

The news left me flabbergasted, no bike, no money. I came here to steal a money but the bike I borrowed was stolen in return. The thought of how to refund Quadri filled my mind but not as much as the thought of what to do to my sightless eyes.

They took me to their station for interrogation, they spent one hour asking for how I got to the cemetery and what I went there to do, and I spent one hour lying to them. They bought and embraced all my lies but put my freedom on one condition, I can’t leave the station unless someone come to bail me. Of course, I cannot go home alone, with a blind eye.

I cannot let any of my family members know about my situation, so I don’t have choice than to call my friend Quadri to come and bail me out.

I begged one of the police officer to help me dial his number, thank God I know his number offhand. He dialed his number and gave it to me, I cooked up a story for him and he arrived at the station 30 minutes later. He was directed to where I was, immediately he arrived, I was expecting him to ask for his bike but he didn’t. We talked for some minutes before he bailed me out.

Throughout the time we were discussing he didn’t notice that I’ve been blinded. He was about to go out when I beckoned to him to come. He was surprised when I held his shoulder and started walking slowly behind him. I’m sure that there are thousands of questions he want to ask, but I told him that I will explain everything when we get home.

My expectation was to hear him stop a bike, but I was surprised when he told me to mount on the bike. Which bike, my heart started beating faster.

“Which bike” I asked out of curiosity.

“My bike nah, the one you borrowed” he clarified.

I fainted right on the spot.

Till today, I’m still wondering if I’m still in or out of the boneyard, even when my eye opened, I continued doubting if I’m really out of that place.

Thanks for your time reading this piece, keep your fingers crossed for more.

I appreciate you all.

~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~

#TheBoneyardElusion
#OluspicyTheVirtualMaker

Finnestgreat:
Mad update op

Chapter 11 (SEMI FINAL)

I yawned happily and stretched my arms joyfully. In my dream, I have planned everything I will do with that money. My joy knew no bound. The thought of owning a million naira filled my heart and soul. My plan that morning was to get up from bed, take my bath, brush my teeth and dash off to the bank to withdraw my recent salary. As the latest millionaire in town, I need to go for some shopping, but I don’t want to touch the million yet. I was still enjoying my sleep when a pain on my shoulder woke me up. I was about to bounce of from the concrete bed when I saw the ignition, “In loving memory of Pa Micheal”.

I held my chest with my hands and move two steps to the back. I widened my eyes and re-read what I read earlier maybe it will change, but “In loving memory of Pa Micheal” was still written boldly on the gravel.

My expression suddenly became lifeless, dull and boring, all the joy have been experiencing since disappeared. A sad reality overshadowed my expression. I sat down beside the grave silently and bow my head. I don’t think running is an option because I’ve been running since and yet there is nothing to show for it. I just placed my head conveniently on the grave and wept silently as if I’m mourning the person inside the grave.

It was that moment that I discovered how much I can sleep. In that horrific situation, I doze off while crying on “Pa Michael”s grave. I was still enjoying my sleep when a tap on my shoulder woke me up. I jerked up instantly like a wounded chicken and gaze around to see the person that tapped me. But I didn’t see anyone, all I could I see was just darkness, then I heard a coarse voice emitting from the darkness.

"If you want to be saved, follow this firefly beside you, our leader need want to see you!”.

And according to what he said, the fly started to fly to one direction. I was able to see it clearly because of the light on her bottom.
The firefly stopped after flying for 17 mins, then I heard shrink voice from an unknown source speaking. "Welcome to our midst… bla bla” he was just blaring nonsense for 5 mins before ending it with a stupid dry cough and laughter. I’m not really scared as I was earlier because I’ve seen things scarier than only voice, so a voice cannot startled me. I just hissed and turned to go back because everything he talked didn’t correlate with my freedom, they rather wanted me to live with them. I haven’t made a 90 degree turn when a heavy slap landed on my face. The people I didn’t see earlier now became visible. The man was 7 feet tall, bigger than bouncer. I think I really annoyed them because he didn’t waste time before pointing his sharp spear to my heart. He stabbed my chest in a second. The spear was about to penetrate into my heart when I was woken up by the ray of light that bestowed on my face. I opened my eyes to see the shining light of a bright and precious morning. That “morning” may not be precious to others, but to me it is a gift.

It added 50% to my 3% chance of escaping. With the light, I can navigate my way out of the boneyard easily. I thanked Pa Michael’s grave for protecting till daybreak and stood up to find my way out of the place. I haven’t taken ten steps before I felt a spiritual breeze on my face. My vision started becoming dimmer and dimmer till I couldn’t see anything again. Then I realized I’ve been blinded. What came to my mind was the story of the first escapades that lost some part of their body, mine was no different because they’ve taken my sight. There’s no way I’m escaping from this boneyard.

My 53% of escaping turned to 0.0% immediately, then I opened my eyes to face reality. Oops, I’ve forgotten, there’s no eyes again.

To be continued.

Finnestgreat:
Ah op dis ur main actor don suffer but still thanks for d update.

Chapter 10 (QUARTER FINAL)

I started tapping my feet on the ground like someone trying to retrieve money from a debtor, I gnashed my teeth when I realized that I just locked the door to freedom. The boneyard that I was trying to escape from now seems like the safest place to hide. I knelt down and started looking for the key on the wet ground where I dropped it earlier. I dragged my palm on the ground like an addicted drug user, I didn’t stop searching vigorously until I found the key.

I stood up immediately, located the padlock and ignited the key into it then I turned it to unlock it. The key didn’t work at first, I thought it’s normal, like trying to open a lock the first time and even the second time may prove abortive, I tried the third, fourth and fifth time, but still, it didn’t work. As I was turning the padlock, I was pulling it back maybe it will unlock. After trying effortlessly for five minutes I knelt down on the floor to enjoy the cry of my life. I continued crying loudly like bush baby that lost his mat. I stopped after crying emotionally for 3 minutes, then I wiped my tears. When I looked up, brethren, you won’t believe what I saw. I found myself outside the gate again. Outside the boneyard, I turned my back and saw the it firmly locked the way I locked it earlier. Then I turned back to behold the car, the houses, and the street I saw earlier. It was as if I’ve never seen anything like that before. Even the people walking hastily to their place of work looked strange to me. Guinness book of record won’t doubt it that I’m the happiest man on earth that moment. I mean, I just escape from a deadly legendary boneyard.

What makes me more happier was the bike carefully parked in front of where I sat, and the money I came for was placed on it. I broke down to shed another round of tears, but this time tear of joy.
I sprang up and mount on the bike. I place the bag pack firmly on my back and zoomed off.

I twisted my face throughout my journey back home. I didn’t smile for a second. I almost hit a traffic warden controlling the traffic. The nigga tried to stop me. Everyone were just looking at me, they don’t know what I experienced last 12 hours. While they were sleeping happily in their house, I was running aimlessly in the boneyard. Well, I can’t blame them because they are not responsible for what happened to me.

I got home around 8am in the morning. I saw Quadri on his way to work. I didn’t even bothered to greet him or call him. I just looked at him like a strange stranger.
My behaviour startled him, I was about to enter my apartment when he stopped me.

"Bro, what happened, you didn’t even appreciate me for what I did yesterday” he said in annoyance.

"Thank God you arrived on time, I need my bike to…” I didn’t even let him finished before I threw the key at him. He continued asking questions, but I didn’t give him one answer. He left in annoyance after seeing my behaviour and rode off on his bike.

I entered my house and locked the door immediately. I didn’t even remove my dirty shoes, I just dropped the heavy bag on the floor and slumped on the bed to have a nice sleep. I slept off 5 minutes after. I woke up around 2 in the afternoon. I went to the bathroom to brush my teeth and have a bath. I spent over 1 hour to refresh my body. I prepared a hot soft yam and fried egg. I ate as if I’ve not eaten in thousands years. The taste of the food I’ve been eating for years now tasted so strange and delicious. Since I’m a millionaire now, I didn’t even bother to go to work nor inform my boss about my absence.

I relaxed for three hours after eating. I read some newspapers and finally fell asleep some minutes after 9pm. I really had a nice sleep accompanied with a nice dream. I dream of how I gave Quardri 3,000 naira out of a million naira. In my dream, I used the money to buy a big house and I also start a big business in my dream. I was living life to the fullest. I was woken up by a pain on my shoulder, it was as if I slept on a bare floor. With my eyes still closed, I made a long yawn and stretched my body to shake off the drowsiness. Then I turned my body to stand up from the bed.

I was stopped by the ignition I saw on the front of the bed or the grave “In loving memory of Pa Micheal”.

That was the moment I discovered that I have been hallucinating. The bike I mounted on, the traffic warden I saw, even Quadri were all hallucination. I’m still in the cemetery.

To be continued.

Chapter 9

If you describe what I saw as a snake, you’re right. If you describe it as human you’re right. His body looks slippery like a catfish, his finger nails were longer than those witches own. Immediately our eyes came in contact, he screamed at me, I almost died of heart attack.
I was shifted to the back because of the high frequency of his noise. Being 3 feet away from him now, I was able to see his body clearly.

He has a horn a on his forehead, his eyeballs looks like a crocodile’s eyeball, half of his body was human and the rest took a snake’s form. He just kept crawling around the tree.

I was still looking at the bizarre figure in surprised when I felt a tap on my shoulder from behind in the dark. Normally, I shouldn’t have stayed to scan his body, but fear stucked my feet to the ground. I looked back the seconds I felt the touch. At first, I didn’t see anything when I looked back because everything behind me was really dark. I continue searching for the thing that tapped me when I saw this crawling sneaking movement on the ground. Then I quickly looked up.

Lo and behold, the human snake was no more there. That moment was the first time I experienced a cold and hot temperature at the same time. I wish I came along with an injection that can kill me instantly. As I’ve been doing since, I prepared my leg and took off, I started running away. It wasn’t up to 4 seconds when the tail of the man tied up my legs. He started strangling my feet. The bones of my weak feet started quivering and shivering. I thought my leg will come off any minutes.

Ever since the torment begin in the cemetery, I’ve been praying to die, but believe me, I don’t want to die, I don’t want to die at all. All the dying stuff I’ve been saying were spoken by the fear in me.

The snake kept on knitting my legs like a thread. I began to lose hope up of escaping or been alive. I was already going mentally and physically down when my hands touch a stone. A very big durable stone. Without wasting any seconds, I grabbed it and hit it on the head of the coiled snake. The stupid mouth he used to scream at me in pleasure earlier now screamed in pain. He released his grip immediately and use both his hand to hold his tail. I sprang up like someone that got bitten by a scorpions and started running like someone chasing a game in the bush. I continued running intensely to a place only known by God. I wondered how the 4 plot cemetery ground turned out to be 4 acres land. I was still running when my eyes caught a very bright light shining from a far place. What I saw was the perfect example of light at the end of the tunnel. I was really happy when I discovered that the place where the light was coming from was the entrance of the cemetery. I changed the course of my direction and headed towards the gate. I ran as if the place I’m running to is heaven.

I got to the gate successfully. I was surprised nothing stopped me while running, I thought I will drop inside one grave but no, nothing happened.

“So I will just escape without being hunt”, I whispered to myself.

With a dripping face and shivering hand, I held the unlocked gate tightly and opened it in one swing.

Wow, seeing outside at that moment was a miracle. The car, the houses, and the street looks so new to me. It was as if I’ve never seen anything like that before. Even the people walking hastily to their place of work looked strange to me.

I ran out immediately then turned to close the gate, the gate of torture and death. I picked the key from the ground and locked it sharply. I was really serious with the way I was locking it, I locked it in a way that even a fly won’t be able to go in or come out.

Then I turned back to navigate my way back to my house. I turned my back to behold thousand of old graves occupying all the land area my eyes could covered. Everywhere now looks so dark, darker than the earlier darkness. I knelt down like someone who just lose up because I’m still in a boneyard that is more scary, frightening and terrifying than the previous one.

I regretted locking the gate, I wished I’ve left it unlocked. I just fell out of the fry pan into fire.

To be continued.

Chapter 8

This time, I wasn’t scared to look at the person who shot the gun. I’ve already knew the person that shot the gun, but I decided to look up in order to satisfy my curiosity. Yeah, I was right. His twin was the person that shot the gun. Unlike the previous event, when the man gestured to me to come to him so that he can save me, this one doesn’t give a damn anymore. I guessed he already knew that I’ve known the truth about the lies he told me because he started shooting at me the instance he shot the man I was talking to. The first bullet hit me on the upper part of my left arm. The hand started bleeding immediately, even before he fired another bullet. I held tightly onto it and started running towards an unknown direction. I could heard his feet chasing me drastically. I couldn’t look back because looking back for just a second may spell doom for me.

And according to what Paul the apostle said, I kept focusing on “what’s before me not the things behind”. I can't even remember where that verse is in the Bible

He kept on shooting as I was running. And as I was running, my arms continued bleeding, I felt every flow of the hot blood that was streaming out of my arms. I started becoming weary, my feet started wobbling. The breath oozing out from my nose started becoming hotter every seconds. But the man chasing me didn’t show any sign of fatigue, of course, this is because he is an undead. He’s not a human like me.

After realising that I may collapse anytime, I quickly hide behind a big tree amidst some decorated burial ground. I started breathing rapidly like someone that was just rescued from drowning in water and I hugged the tree as if it will save me. For like 3 minutes, everywhere was silent like a valley, I didn’t hear any sound of gunshot. I didn’t hear any sound of approaching feet. Everywhere was just silent. I thought everything has ended. I thought it’s over. I kneel down beside the tree and started shedding tears of joy. What also confirm my assumption that I’m saved was the obscure light that begins to set in inside the cemetery. It seems like morning was already coming. I forced myself to smile a bit and increased the tempo at which I was shedding the tears of gratitude. I decided to move away from under the tree and continue my journey of escaping from the cemetery. I stood up, dusted my dirty trouser and set to leave.

I was about to go when a liquid dropped on my cheek from above.
I raise my head to see this unbelievable figure on the tree, starring directly into my eye with just a distance of one feet between our faces. It was another unknown creature and I guess he has been watching me since I got to that tree.

To be continued.