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wiseone28:
I understand the kind of good girl that she is... She is good at calming tension 🤫

😂😂😂

johnog4sure:
You are not very observant, just looking at this pic alone, tells me alot about her, her eyez are cold, when I got to her facebook and see other pics, I was not disappointed, that girl is cold-hearted showing clearly in her eyes, and very Narcissistic.

lol hope you said hi to her? If I didn't share this story you won't know what lies behind those face.

femijay8271:
U sure?

lol 😆 this shouldn't be discussed at all. Onome is a good girl.

Engrgeneral:
This should be her account I guess

yes, it's not private

davodyguy:
This thread needs to get to the homepage. I will message Seun on Twitter

sonofanarchy you need to do something now, your first message on page 1, edit it and copy the full story to page 1

Then cap them in series

Part 1
Part 2
Part 3

etc

Do that now, so you copy everything into 1 message

it's not going to be easy, but I will try.

What's wrong with the phone?

@justwise
@DisGuy

Please push this to frontpage.

Engrgeneral:
She has kept her Facebook profile on private. That means she can't be messages or called, this further justifies her evil scheming. Thank God for saving you because honestly what you just described above is the definition of Grace speaking for you. Welcome back home and thank God for a journey mercy. I could relate with your story because I once travelled to Cameroon for 8 months which I still considered as 8 months wasted in my life. No African country is worth trying to go hustle in, Naija for life or another Western world that prosperity is likely

screenshot please let me see if she's the right one.

Thanks brother, it was really Grace of God. My parents and my fiance family where all praying since I left, they weren't too comfortable with it but they all trusted my judgement. I don't think it's about me being smart, it's God that pulled me out. Every of my encounter has a pattern, the first warning ⚠️ was the bike guy who picked me from badagry to seme border. He was telling me to go back in a way. In his words "Boss, wetin fresh guy like you dey do for this road? As I see you, you dey do well for yourself. Anything beyond this border na scam"

My second encounter with onome, in helping someone I don't know from Adam. A traveler giving out almost his last money
to a total stranger who later became my guide outta that hell country.

femijay8271:
Hmmmm .... Oya tell us wetin happen BTW u both in the hotel room .... I'm waiting

nothing happened.

Gggjhhj:
Onome na wife material o, u fit still package her😁😁😁😁

lol i get woman already.

tojahh:
Like this neche own don finish. She don cast! Make I go shake her Facebook page.

let her friends know she's a trafficker. She might be deceiving some as we speak.

hammed71:
Bro you get mind ooo

i felt there was a reason i was there. I still feel for those 3 recruits especially the one that quits is 180k job. He will definitely hate himself. I wished I could warn him but he was so happy to be there. He wasn't paying attention to details.

Continuation....

Navigating through the terrain wasn't easy, even the bike guy had to ask someone a way out to access the main road to the park. If not for onome, it would have been so difficult for me and probably lost my way. We rode for some minutes, then we finally arrived the park. From Bobo doulasou to ougadogu was 7,500 CFA, I quickly paid. I called onome, I'm at the park and will soon depart to ougadogu. The bus left Bobo doulasou at 2pm

Onome was a big help, she was calling and texting all through my journey to ougadogu. The journey was stressful and long, more like traveling from the east to West. When we finally arrived ougadogu at 9:30 pm, I was so tired. onome was already waiting for me at the park, she told me, she had already reserved an hotel for me to spend the night,she also said after taking my bath, she will take me to the park to buy my ticket to Cotonou because, only one bus leaves for the day.

I checked in the hotel, paid 10,000 CFA, we went to eat, booked my ticket, the cashier told us to be at the park at 4am. Onome was very emphasizing, "you will wake up at 3am and prepare, if you want to meet up" I told her I will need money, so she called someone who changes Naira to CFA, i sent 100k and I was paid 35k CFA.

I retired for the night only to wake up at 4:35 am, lol I don Miss bus oh ,so I said, another me said maybe African time will work here but I was wrong, they keep to time, the departure time on the ticket is the departure time. If you miss your bus, wait for the next day.

We rushed to the park, maybe we could meet the bus leaving but they said the bus left at exactly 4:30am, the cashier asked for my ticket, he rebooked me for the next day, it was a blessing in disguise for me because, i needed to sleep very well and also avoid an uncertain scenario that might await me in Cotonou.

I will briefly describe onome, she's a Nigerian From the South, petite,dark skin with nice ass. She has been shuttling Nigeria - Burkina Faso for 2 years, she understand the language and terrain. According to her, her uncle's wife own a restaurant in ougadogu so she sometimes help but she told me she's into female hair treatment.

I will not really say much on what went down at the hotel but there was no sex between I and onome. I want to keep her private. After much sleep, can't find onome when I woke up, I called her, she said she wants to get food, Nigerian food from her aunt restaurant, she will be back. Finally I could eat something better. All through my journey I turned carnivorous because all I had was fried guinea fowl, suya water and little fruit.

12:30 pm I got a call from the receptionist, he said "stay again" I replied yes, I'm gonna pay another 10,000 CFA for the next day.

Onome finally arrived, she brought soup and semo, I devoured them like someone who have been starved for months. She was of great help to me, I thanked her every moment I had.

While I was still at the hotel, I started getting strange calls from my Burkina Faso line. The custom guy at Cotonou was calling me on Whatsapp, i said to myself, why is he calling me? Those guys must have tipped him. He might be waiting for me at the park. Thank God I missed the bus going to Cotonou that day. I waved it and slept off.


At exactly 2:50 am, I was already awake, preparing for my journey, 3:30am I was at the park, onome was with me all through. She was feeling sad I was leaving. She said she wished she could go with me. I gave her 5,000 CFA, thanked her and boarded the bus. She waved me as the bus leaves the Park.

The journey from ougadogu to Cotonou by luxurious bus was a day, I asked my why did i spend 3 days on the road, was it a deliberate act from this syndicates, i also noticed it was a different route. We didn't really go through Togo but we arrived at Togo - Burkina Faso border so quickly at 10:am, did stamping and bribing as usual.

While waiting for our passports, a guy walked up to me and asked if I'm heading to Nigeria, I said No, trying to be security conscious, I don't know who is who, he said he saw my passport that's why he's asking. I said I noticed too. He seems lost and depressed 😞. Later on after much scrutiny, I asked him series of questions and gat to find out, he was a victim of scam job but the difference between us, he lost everything, he never came back with anything. He showed me his before and after pictures. I will mistake him to be an imposter because he looked so dark and slim now.

He told me, he was into okrika business, he was doing well, until a man, whom he regarded so much and to make matters worse, this man that convinced him to come to Burkina Faso is a pastor. He said he's going back to Abia state to start all over again from the scratch. I felt for him.

I tend to find out, the guys operates differently with wide spread networks all across Burkina Faso. As we speak, thousands of Nigerians are being deceived just because of the challenging situation in the country.

We arrived Cotonou safely, I went straight to seme border to stamp myself in. We parted ways when we arrived badagry.

Y'all should say hi to Neche

The End

Vergovert:
He for attend the interview first to hear wetin dem have in store for him.


Dem no fit do am anything as long as he never pay.

The road dem dey carry me pass, it was becoming lonely i had to pull the plug. I had enough already.

This is the building and empty land fenced round.

Factcheck0001:
Guy u were just lucky that those people weren't hardened criminals, if u try this with Libya people u will regret it cos u will b kidnapped n u will pay triple that price n they might even kill u

Did i tell you it was Libya? Or you are trying to be negative, do you imagine if I was held in the lodge, what would have happened? I applied the necessary safety measures. I was lucky yes with a million plus sitting in your account, they can kill you and bury you. Check the picture, the empty land fenced beside the lodge, could even be a shallow grave. I'm just exaggerating.
Burkina Faso government has been clapping down on human traffickers, that's why their location strategically picked.

Continuation...

But the supervisor (favor nnena) was adamant, she said I should come to the lodge, whatever happens we can sort it out, that they can't allow me to leave like that, I am under their care, I told her, if she high on the harsh weather, na you pay my transportation come here, I give her 5 minutes to bring my bags or i will go to the police station. She said she's coming.

After awhile, I saw her bringing my bags, checked everything, it was complete. She was asking me what happened, I replied I'm not interested anymore, just want to go back. She enquired if I've been talking to anyone, who will come to pick me? How will I find my way? They were all afraid when I mentioned embassy and police. She was begging me to forgive neche if she lied to me. I said I have nothing against what she did but I'm not interested. She offered to call a taxi man, she said it will be hard for me because I can't speak French, I turned down her offer. I already planned my every step of escaping from the dusty Landlocked Bobo doulasou.

I will tell you, it was not easy communicating with the people because the language barrier is huge, some can't read French you just have to speak. I already installed an offline translator to help has my plan B if my plan A failed. So favor asked me how am I gonna go if I had enough cash, she can call someone to change for me, I accepted that. So the exchanger came, also a nigerian. I changed 100k Naira to 35k CFA. Favor was a bit diplomatic and trying to Sweet mouth me, I must say she's really good but my mind was made up, there's no going back except to Nigeria.

Remember the lady I helped at ougadogu, onome? Yes she speaks French. Remember the instructions I was given, don't talk to anyone, mind your business. This instruction is for a reason and I did the opposite of all they told me. Onome is my ticket outta here I said to myself. With my airtime loaded in my sim, I gave her a call, she was so happy to hear my voice, she said she was expecting my call since the day I got her number to thank me for helping her. I requested her Whatsapp number I want to discuss something with her, without hesitation she sent it.


I messaged her, that I want her to help me communicate with the local, I need a bus to ougadogu, she asked, so soon, i said i will explain when we see. She said I should give the phone to anyone I see, I gave the phone, she spoke in French and directed him what to do and where to take me. I told her to also tell the guy not to disclose the park I was going to board a bus because they were all hanging around to see where I go from there, she instructed him and the price was fixed at 2,000 CFA.

First frame: The guy on white transported me to the park with his bike.

RealityKings1:
Glad you are safe man. In the mean time, cease all communication with the girl and people related to her. Get law enforcement agents involved too.

I see you are concerned about her wellbeing and thinking maybe she's not doing the scam willingly... Sorry, she is one of them and earns large from the role she plays.

at first I was but she said she doesn't need my help. She called me bluff. At the end of this article, I will post her Pic and number so people should be weary of her. You're right, she part of them.

RealityKings1:
You see, it's all a game. It's a network of players and they are everywhere.
From your WhatsApp text with the said lady, Neche, your trip was partly "pussyyyy-induced". Perhaps you and the girl were old time lovers....

You'll be surprised to know you are one of the few lucky folks able to come back home. If you were unable to identify that "honeymoon phase" for new comers, your own don finish

person wey go fall for pussy go still fall. Pussy has never been my problem. I had the resources to hit any girl I want without spending much. The said girl is not even sexually attractive. We were never lovers. I spotted the whole thing right from Burkina Faso border but I needed to come and see things for myself and take some pictures. I took a lot of pictures which I might not release. Traveling is pussy induced, don't worry I will share my experiences on my return to Nigeria and other things.

Gggjhhj:
A room mate called me he is Lagos earning dollars earning almost a million, that he paid 500k for the job, if I was not interested, I looked at his picture I was seeing poverty. Saw he wanted to scam me, I just called his bluff

But op took too much risk, what if you where hypnotized and kidnapped

I was at some point, I will feel like staying back. But something in me keeps fighting the urge. If I had nothing to fall back on, I will probably fall for it. Infact let me shock you, my water was always refilled, when I ever I drink the water, I feel a sense of comfort like I wanna stay, after sometime I get myself back. I stopped drinking the water, and always buy water from the kiosk. Sometimes they will jokingly ask me, you no dey drink water?

Continuation....

All through the night I couldn't sleep, I dare not press my phone, their movement was suspicious, I became more paranoid and unsettled, counting hours and minutes. The night seem slow. Each interval they switch watch, they can't leave us without being watched by the old goons.


Morning finally came, I survived the terrified night I said to myself, I wasn't asked how was your morning, let's go drink tea and all those sweet honeymoon vibes. One after the other, the new guys started preparing for their fake interview, God knows what shock awaits them. They all left, it was remaining me. Neche came in and asked again, have you transferred the money? I said my sister will do that, she wants to confirm the venue first I boldly told her. She said "okay, prepare let's go".

I was prepared, I took my PC and hid some extra clothes should Incase I'm running from there. My travelling bags were still in the room. As I was approaching the exit door, neche supervisor, her name is favor, called me from behind, "are you ready already? Why are you carrying school bag, it's just an interview, why not drop the bag." I responded, it's my PC, I love walking with it Incase I need to do something important. She said "okay oh, but it will be heavy for you".
So I finally exited the building and was outside the gate.

I was waiting for neche, so I messaged her, all this lady was saying, send the money. When she finally came out, I asked her why are you so interested in the money than the job? She responded with anger, "that's how it's done, without the money, no interview. I responded so if I don't get the money my journey here is wasted? She said "Na so na" mehnnn I was boiling inside. See small girl wey one scam me still dey vex for me join, i said to myself.

While we were talking, Mr Ola ran in like a rabies dog, and walked up to me "I heard you haven't made the payment, what's wrong?" I told him straight to his face, I can't make payment until I get to the company. He said okay and left.

Meanwhile for me to finalize my plans, I need airtime and Data, I told neche to fund me airtime 2k CFA, I want to call my sister to send the money immediately we get to the office, she accepted all she wanted was the money. She got me the airtime while we were there, Mr Ola joined us so we can all move to the said company. NOTE (The money she use to fund the airtime was mine, she kinda seized it, the day I arrived at the house, I had to change naira to CFA, I changed 40k naira to 25k CFA, I paid the taxi guy 5,000 CFA and she held the money since then) as we were going, i asked for my balance, she gave me 15k CFA.


We have already walked almost 5 miles, when I called her, "Neche, I don't think I'm interested in this job anymore, i want to go back" i could see the shock and disappointment on her face, she couldn't believe what she heard. Mr Ola was trying to convince me, "the office is not far let's go so you hear what they have to say" I said I have seen enough. I instructed neche, if you know what's good for you, tell whoever that's in that house to bring my bags out. Failure to to that, I will involve the police. She immediately call her supervisor to bring my bag out but..........

Continuation....


The next day Sunday, three more candidates came in from Nigeria, this time around one of them benefactor, took her time, made fruit salad and concoction jollof rice, but they will always give excuse "it's how Burkina Faso jollof rice is". One of them started making calls to Nigeria, "tell director I'm not coming back, i don't need to resign officially, I've left the country, why would I stay in a job that pays 180k every month" I was shocked and ☹️ disappointed but that's none of my business.

As for the other two, they look like guys who probably sold their inheritance to be in Burkina Faso, their igbotic English was very poor and they seem lost in Nigeria, I wonder 🤔 what they will be in Burkina Faso. Without wasting time, the three of them sent their 1.5 million each to their benefactor. I wonder why was mine 1.7 million. When each of them confirm the transfer, I was crying inside of me because the way I see it, there's no return journey for them. They have tied their life. Their going back to Nigeria rely on recruiting people from Nigeria, same way they were deceived.


They seem excited about the opportunity they have embarked on, they all looked hypnotized. I believe this guys involved some little dark magic or their psychology prowess is top notch. I was still holding up on my last card to be dropped the next day.

The night before Monday, was the most terrifying night of my life, I think they knew I found out about the plot. I seem to be giving excuses for not sending the money, the three other guys paid without delay but me. Each time I go out and come in, I feel they might ambush me. I became paranoid. I couldn't wait for Monday so I can orchestrate my escape because my honeymoon has already ended and neche started calling me by name not babe again. 😂 😂 😆

Continuation....

After contacting family and friends, they asked me how's the place, I just said it's cold and I will definitely settle fine. Neche was sitting adjacent to me all along, she kept asking, have you sent the money? I said not yet, I will do that tomorrow. She replied, babe you need to send the money because Tomorrow is your documentation and interview. This time around I just nodded and continued pressing my phone.

Not long, one of the men opened the door and signalled Neche, she stood up immediately, I assume the discussion was why hasn't this maga sent the money yet. She came in , "babe try and send the money this night, we will be leaving very early in the morning. I said no problem.

It's 1:am I couldn't sleep, I was wondering what will happen because this guys mean business and they won't rest until that money leaves my account. At intervals the room door keeps opening and they will look around and go back. Just like checking up on your victim. They knew I wasn't sleeping. So they asked neche to join me. Neche came in and asked why wasn't I sleeping? I told her, I don't sleep like that. She lay beside me, while I kept pressing my phone until somehow I dozed off.

It's Saturday my 5th day away from Nigeria, I woke up with a clap and worship songs emanating from the parlor. They were observing their morning devotion. Neche woke up and first thing that came out from her mouth was, prepare we will leave early, please send the money so they will start documenting. I asked, can't they do the documentation when I get there? Why is the money so important? She replied, I just want us to be fast, other people are coming in today. My jaw dropped, other people? This job must be really hot cake.

While I was dressing up for the documentation and interview, a tall, big lip man walked in, he introduced himself has Mr ola, he will accompany us to the so called company, I introduce myself also. He assured me, the interview is not much of a huddle that it's more like an interactive session.

I got set and took my PC bag, they were already waiting for me. So Mr ola asked, have you made the payment? I said I will do that right away. He said do it first before we start going because if we don't they won't let us in.

While they were sleeping, I already split the money, I sent 1.5millon to my fiance's account, sent 500k to my chipper cash, sent 500k to my UBA account and was left with 245k in my access bank. I texted my girl, told her about the situation and instructed her on no account she she should send money to anyone except she hears my voice. She was panicking and thought I was being kidnapped, I told her I'm just trying to be security conscious.

So when I tried, it will show transaction failed due to insufficient balance, I told her I needed to transfer from my savings and limit is 500k per day, she should pay on my behalf, I will send the money once I transfer from me savings. I teased her, you earn in dollars, you can help me, she said okay let me ask my supervisor. She went in, stayed for almost 20mins came back and said, since you can't transfer all today, we will reschedule you for Monday.

We all went in, after about an hour, a slim dark young Man came in, we shaked and he introduced himself as Emma, he's the only young guy I've seen in the lodge.

Their third phase is trying to create an illusion where they made millions and Emma was the right person to use because he's using an iPhone 13 pro Max. Then Mr Ola walked in and they started talking about buying cars just to make me believe they had made a fortune for themselves. I just had to flow along to see how stupid they could go.


First frame: Mr ola

The Emma boy, supposed car owner

Factcheck0001:
I no fit drop money again after seeing all these shits, if u drop money u f up.

Na to just transfer am enter my relatives account for naija come tell those nenche better format

calm down we are getting to the interesting part 😁 I played them real good .

cathodekazim:
Even if na Netflix movie, person for don finish an since

this is not a movie bro, writing is not easy, I'm also human who have daily activities.

Continuation...

Our taxi maneuver several pot holes and untared dusty roads to get us to our final destination. On our way, I fed my eyes with disappointment, the more we approach the lodge I felt irritated that I left a better country like Nigeria to be here in this borno starter kit. Sorry to say, this particular place looks like where the WW2 ended. I will Share an aerial view on it.


When we finally arrived, I paid the taxi guy 5,000 CFA, which was funny because you came to pick me with a taxi and brought others with you,I still had to pay? I thought of that.

As I approach the door, I was greeted with elderly men sitting outside with their faded skin, destroyed by the harsh weather looking malnourished. To my self, so the dollar no fit maintain them? I said to myself. I greeted them, they all welcomed me.

Neche my benefactor, took my bag in asked me to take off my dirty clothes for laundry, she prepared water for me to bath and said food will be ready for me to eat. This particular pattern is the honeymoon phase, in later time, I see who ever brings in a candidate from Nigeria, treats them same way until the money is taken from you.

The lodge is a 2 bedroom apartment, with almost 30 people, mostly elderly men in their 40s and early 50s, lying on the parlour floor with mats. The other bedroom is for new recruits that's the new candidates. The difference between the bed and mat is an inch.

The second phase is for my benefactor to keep me company all through and make sure I send the money. After taking my bath and eaten, she sent me an account number to pay the money. I told her to wait, I will do that later. I have to call my friends and family I have arrived because they were all worried.

The first picture is the apartment, exactly where the arrow is pointed, I was able to get the exact location through Google Earth.

say what t you want, I will write at my own pace.

Konquest:
There is actually NO Islamist group called BH in Burkina Faso. There are other Islamist groups and insurgents that have infiltrated that country who have links with those Islamist insurgents in Mali who are fighting to take over the central government in Bamako. Just a few months ago this year, a deadly bomb blast caused by these same criminal terror groups with links to Islamic State in West Africa (ISWAP) killed several people in Burkina Faso.

Northern Cote d'Ivoire (Ivory Coast) has also been infiltrated and this has led to those Islamist terror groups into kidnapping people driving on the highways and collecting ransoms from them in addition to the illegal mining they are involved in.

I wish you a safe journey back to your ORIGINAL country of residence and I appreciate you for sharing this personal experience with these desperate youngers ones and others to learn hard lessons.

there's Boko haram,not just one person saying it or mentioning it. It's a common knowledge there. While on our way, someone showed us car blowned up by Boko haram.

Continuation....


We ended up sleeping at the park. We were literally sit and sleeping in an open park, exposed to cold and mosquito 🦟. I didn't sleep Because my PC is more important than my sleep.

At exactly 4 Am, luxurious buses are steaming ready to depart to Cotonou. A second thought came to me, why not go back to Nigeria, you already know this is a scam. My other selfless and curious thoughts 💭 said, just see how it will end, if the place is conducive, you can rent an apartment and focus on your web3 content writing. Difference is, in Burkina Faso, there's steady light and well treated water provided by the government. But I didn't consider the harsh weather and dusty environment. You breathe heat and dust during the day, you breathe cold and dust during the night. While we were trying to arrange our luggages, I was hearing shout and struggle behind the fence, I peeped and I saw onome (the lady traveling with us)and some park touts dragging bag, I approached them and asked what was the issue, she said Usman told them to seize her bags until the 12,000 CFA she was in debt was paid. I deeped my hand in my wallet and gave one of them 5,000 CFA to let her go. They agreed, she thanked me and we departed.

At 5:am prompt, our bus heading to Bobo doulasou left the park. The journey from ougadogu to Bobo doulasou is approximately 8hrs. The Journey was unpleasant with constant check point, were we will have to come down and walk to be screened and if they notice you are a Nigerian, you will pay 1,000 CFA even with your passport.

My benefactor (Neche) kept on buzzing me to give update on my whereabout so she can wait for me at the park. I guess she couldn't wait to feast on my money. I forgot to include, she instructed me to get an Orange SIM card mostly use in Burkina Faso, so she can fund me with data and airtime.

Our bus finally arrived at staf park, she was already waiting for me with a taxi. She asked how was my journey and apologize, my journey from Nigeria to Burkina Faso was almost 4 days. When I approached the taxi, I saw a man sitting in front of the passenger sit, she called him Mr ken. I think Mr Ken has been in Burkina Faso long enough and he speaks French fluently. Mr ken was communicating with the driver while I just take a look at the unimpressed city I found my self. While we were still heading to the lodge, the taxi stopped and another lady joined us, she introduced herself as Neche's supervisor and like a sister, she said she couldn't sleep through out my journey, she wanted me to arrive safely. (Who would sleep, when a maga is carrying millions of Naira to be delivered on a platter of gold )