Skipperrabiu:

hmm for the second time u did not mention me that means i won't have to comment alwals since my i'm not recognise this going to brings comflicts among us , as for me i know where they kept me as a follower no prob i dnt have to comment always since am not recognise
to the matter of fact topher is making tribalism among his love ones

Am very sorry. I do not even know if you're a he or a she, ibo, Hausa or yoruba. I value all my followers, i appreciate the encouragements through each series. Mabinu.

This last episode is for flirtatious men, she how he lustfully ended his life.
nice one Topher

Present Sir!
Uncle topher052,we don land ooo
Thanks for the mention

Skipperrabiu:

hmm for the second time u did not mention me that means i won't have to comment alwals since my i'm not recognise this going to brings comflicts among us , as for me i know where they kept me as a follower no prob i dnt have to comment always since am not recognise
to the matter of fact topher is making tribalism among his love ones

Jee - Suuu
Tribal what ?

Scavengers are in town

The fear of women.......... Me sef don de fear dem 4 this thread sef

P.s: no one should quote me.

To All those peeps complaining of NOT being mentionned "ögyi yå mé" "yâ yâ" "me nene" "qu'est-ce que c'est" "ki lo dë" "what is it". For crying out loud he can not mention all d followers na. Instead of calling roll-call, dat time could be used 4 update. He cant coman kee himself because of u, if u vex come & boil my tuber of yam here.
Sorry u were not mentionned(DONT BE OFFENDED, I KNOW HOW IT FEELS) Rubbish. If I'm a mod, to ban these kind guys go de hungry me

Can You come and boil tuber of yam in my house, I just gave you a quote

Vizzy4u:
P.s: no one should quote me.

To All those peeps complaining of NOT being mentionned "ögyi yå mé" "yâ yâ" "me nene" "qu'est-ce que c'est" "ki lo dë" "what is it". For crying out loud he can not mention all d followers na. Instead of calling roll-call, dat time could be used 4 update. He cant coman kee himself because of u, if u vex come & boil my tuber of yam here.
Sorry u were not mentionned(DONT BE OFFENDED, I KNOW HOW IT FEELS) Rubbish. If I'm a mod, to ban these kind guys go de hungry me

lilyheaven:

Can You come and boil tuber of yam in my house, I just gave you a quote

nah am not dat angry sha my doctor said that we should not eat heavy food at night but nevermind if i boil d yam, u do d pounding(division of labour)

Vizzy4u:
nah am not dat angry sha my doctor said that we should not eat heavy food at night but nevermind if i boil d yam, u do d pounding(division of labour)

I don't have energy for pounding, instead I eat garri

topher052:


i know u. i see you always. am very sorry. Please follow, so i can easily mention

No problem bro, I appreciate!!! My prayer is that, this your talent will take you to higher level you never thought of. You are using your time time, talent amd treasure to make people happy and this I know that a reward awaits you. More grease to your elbow bro...

topher052:
Please every one i didn't mention, mabinu, biko, yakwuri. Make una no vex. I mentioned every one following me, frozen, lilheaven, gly. I see you guys always, really thought i mentioned ya'll. Please follow if you haven't.

In "my madam and I" I requested you tag me in your next story but you never did. Not fair oo. It's a friend of mine that called my attention to this your story.
Anyways, ride on with the interesting story cos I'm already your fan.

Akuneshiobike:
In "my madam and I" I requested you tag me in your next story but you never did. Not fair oo. It's a friend of mine that called my attention to this your story.
Anyways, ride on with the interesting story cos I'm already your fan.

Very sorry bro. Please kindly follow me, so i can easily tag you whenever. I can't keep count of everyone. Am deeply sorry.

So I was looking for what next to read and stumbled on another of your work, even as I wasn’t mentioned. Topher, I no go vex cos no be money u Dey share.. just know sey e remain small make u try..

topher052:


Very sorry bro. Please kindly follow me, so i can easily tag you whenever. I can't keep count of everyone. Am deeply sorry.

No problem boss!

Sam has been living with Zarac almost a month now. He was at his best behavior but still mute. Everyone including Zarac had concluded he has a speech impediment.

The night of that day, everyone was fast asleep. Owl cried outside and the wind was cold. Outside of the house was asleep too and peaceful, until something black moved in the speed of light through the walls and stopped in Zarac's house. It was a monkey like creature with no tail.

It looked around smiling happily, and walked like a goat in two limps into Zaracks room. Climbed on Zarack's wife and started making love to her. She saw in herself making love with a handsome superstar she has been crushing on in her dream. Zarack made to move but the creature blew a breeze on his face and he slept on.

Sam who was sleeping in the opposite room woke to strange laughter. He listened and discovered he wasn't dreaming, and so he tiptoed to the door and eavesdrop, and right that moment the creature looked backwards abruptly and felt Sam's presence. It left Zarac's wife in a flash, and stood in front of Sam's door breathing in anger.

Sam who didn’t know what was behind decided to slowly open the door and the creature used it’s claws on his face and disappeared without Sam seeing what it was.

Sam’s scream woke Zarac up as he ran to his room and found the boy on the floor with his hand on his face. Zarac quickly put on the light and saw claw mark on the boy’s face.

“What happened to you?”. He asked kneeling on a knee before Sam.

The boy couldn’t explain what he saw and so kept quiet. Zarack himself couldn’t make out the three finger marks on the boys face. Knowing the boy was mute and can read and write, quickly went to a table beside the bed and brought a note and pen to the boy.

‘Take, write what happened to you”. He said to the boy.

Sam was on verge of writing when Zarac’s wife screamed from their bedroom. He turned abruptly and ran to his wife, quickly turned on the light and found blood in-between her legs.

“Not again! Not again!”. Zarac said in tears with his hands on his head. “You had the same dream?”. He asked his crying wife.

“Yes! Yes! God why?!”. She screamed crying.

He went to his wife and embraced her, as they both cried together. Sam innocently drew near and stood behind the door watching as Zarac cried with his wife. He knew what happened, but not what caused it.

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There were crowed outside, most were on lookers and news men. The police were trying their best to contain the rush. Inside the house laid a mutilated corpse on the floor with professionals making analysis on what caused it.

Detective Ishaw, a brief man who never goes out without his hat and sunshades, with a stick of cigarette dangling between his lips drove to the crime scene in his Mercedes 200 E, and alighted, tossing the remaining of his cigarette away. He walked into the house and entered the room.

"excuse me, give way". Ishaw said moving towards the corpse.

He bent over the corpse whose stomach was ripped apart, intestines missing and throats opened. Examined it with his pen and asked to officer next to him

''what happened?".

"They found him after his brother returned from work". The officer said.

Ishaw examined it again and said,

"This is the second time. The first was at Chocolate candy hotel. I think same person". Standing up he added. "We have a serial killer on the loose".

Ishaw wiped off his hands with a tissue by the bedside and light a cigarette, drew a large smoke and fixed his cap properly before leaving.

He stood outside the house searching for something, then he spotted a boy among the onlookers who wore a scared look, nervously biting his nails. Ishaw was suspicious of him and slowly walked up to him and said.

"hey boy, can i have a word with you?''.

"Me?". The boy asked.

"Yes you".

The boy nervously came closer. Ishaw crossed his hands around the boys neck and started strolling away from the crowed with him.

'You see, i have seen lots of things in this life but nothing like this one. People can be wicked you know". Ishaw said as he walked with the boy."I heard he was going to get married in two weeks time. What a sad news. Imagine if that girl was your sister, won't you do something to catch the fool? But you now what? People get scared of talking to the police because they believe the police are bad or scared to be implicated of a crime they know nothing about, but they don't know, keeping things away from the police gives these psychopaths wings to do more".

Then he stopped, turned to the boy and said.

"I know you know something".

"No! i don't know anything". The boy said abruptly.

"allow me finish!". Ishaw said and continued. "I promise not to bring you in for further questioning. Just tell me what you saw".

The boy looked away thoughtfully shaking his leg uneasily.

'It's okay, allow me get revenge and put the maniac where he belongs; a rope around the neck with him swinging on it". Ishaw said gently to the boy.

"A she ". The boy said.

"what?''. Ishaw inquired.

"A she. I saw them both returning. I greeted him and the lady, Then few minutes later while i was fetching water from the tap over there". The boy pointed at a tap behind the house." She came out looking around suspiciously, then walked out of the gate". The boy said.

"why didn't you raise an alarm or do something". Ishaw asked.

"I didn't know she killed him". He stopped to hold back tears.

"It's okay, go on". Ishaw said.

"It was when his brother came back and screamed that i knew something happened". the boy added.

''have you told anyone?''. Ishaw asked.

"I couldn't bring myself to". The boy said.

"It's okay. Did you by any means catch a glimpse of her face?". Ishaw asked.

"Yes, she's a beautiful one. There i was thinking he was lucky to land such a damsel". The boy said.

"Okay". Ishaw said. Deeped his hand into his pocket and brought out few notes, handed it to the boy. "Now listen, you will give me your number, and we will talk about this somewhere discreet okay?". He added.

The boy nodded. He gave Ishaw his number and Ishaw walked away.

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Back in the village, Itolu's father, a very dark man with unkempt full beards and very long dreadlocks tied with a red ribbon was returning from a 40 days fasting where he went to acquire power. He was in his usual apparel; an old brown jalamia on a baggy three quarter trouser which he uses a rope to hold on the waist, and and old sandals. A sack bag across his chest.

He was very tired from the long journey as he walked towards the narrow path leading to the village. He had just stepped his foot on the soil of his community when he had a negative sign. He bent down and packed lots of earth on his hand, sniffed it and licked it. He waited to feel the taste, then spat it off and started running home.

He got to his compound breathing heavily both of fear. He was scared of entering the house, then he gathered some confidence and slowly entered the house to find dry blood stains on the floor. He sagged on one knee and started crying. Two neighbors walked in standing behind him pitifully. He asked without looking behind him.

"what happened?''.

"We don't know, we woke up that morning and found blood stains in the homes of the missing villagers". One of the neighbor answered.

Itolu's father stood up slowly, looked around the room, opened his bag and took out a small cup, opened it, poured out some powder into his palm, said some things to it and blew it into the air. He moved backwards observing the pattern the powder made in the air, and then took off abruptly following an invisible thing in the air, with his neighbors looking astonishingly at him.

He followed the invisible thing only him can see till he arrived the busy market. The invisible thing fell on a handsome young man pricing fish. He rushed towards the man and yelled.

"I am Igbudu the old tree, review yourself!''.

The man looked at him as though he was mad and turned to the woman selling who returned his confused look. Igbudu opened his bag speaking some incantation, then brought out a staff and pointed it towards the man walking confidently chanting some words towards the man who was still looking surprised at him. People started gathering wondering what Igbudu was up to.

Igbudu got closer to the man who was moving backwards to avoiding the insane man. He dropped the staff into his bag and took out a bottle with water inside and poured the water on the man whose body started bringing out smoke as he screamed and ran off. Igbudu ran after him and when he caught up with him he poured more of the water on the man's face and his face started melting as he knelt down crying in agony.

"tell me! where are the rest?". Igbudu asked yelling.

"They have gone! Please stop...it's painful...stop!". The man cried.

"How many of you remaining?''. Igbudu asked.

"Just two, just two....She may have escaped, Please let me go...". The man cried.

Igbudu poured the rest of the water on the man and he melted like wax crying in pain till he became a heap of wax.

More ink to your pen Chris, you're the best.

Nice update topher052!! More ink to your pen

the more the merrier. well done op ���

It's horror you decided to give us this time. More ink to your pen.

nice one op. I dey gbadun u

I like the direction the story is going... Nice

One bottle of raddler for u!

brogxy:
It's horror you decided to give us this time. More ink to your pen.

So that I will be scared to stay alone at night.

Topher you dey try but your grammer is not improving...you keep making the same mistakes e.g. where you said "we have a serial killer on the leash" is supposed to be "on the loose" not on the leash....there are other mistakes even from the previous episodes like using "am" instead of "i'm" etc

The horror genre is nice and fascinating....i like it

Loving it. Wish nollywood would be as interesting as novels on NL

I have been following your stories since when you were posting in the family section and I must say,your stories are so far very captivating. Thumbs up!

Thanks for the Mention, I'm honoured. I'm loving the story already

I can help you in my free time with proofreading and spell checks when you are ready to put your stories together for publishing. Just holla and let me know.

Cheers.

what a write up.... I'm loving this I hope Sam would speak

what a write up.... I'm loving this I hope Sam would speak

Guys pls let's vote for topher052 in the ongoing Nairaland literature contest.He has been nominated for the grand seat category.He deserves to win. Let's turn up for him.I just voted