Friday the 13th

“Death of the angel….Glorify  and please….. drops of fire ......purify and release..... The blood link we revere severe other ties... the blood link we share..... none other would spare..."  the person crouched in the circle chanted over and over. There were candles lit around, and markings on the ground. The person in the circle was stark naked, it was late just a little past midnight, there was a full moon.

JUST DESERT

Rooney walked down the path, away from the meeting ground. The night was chilly, and his shirt didn’t provide any form of warmth for him. He carried the black pot, dreading every step that took him close to his car and hence his mission.
As he drove down the bush path, he let down his windows, letting in the chilly air. He sped past the bush tracks, and unto the tarred road. The black pot was on the back seat of his car. The stench from it was what he tried to diffuse by letting down the windows. It filled his nostrils.

"FACT OR FICTION" ......you decide

Ledum looked at the clock in her office, wondering what was so urgent that she had to drop everything she was doing in the office. But Baridor had sounded frantic on the phone few minutes ago.
“Come to Nina’s house, it is an emergency” she had said. What emergency, she had declined to say.Ah..well...!


 Knowing her twin, it could be anything or nothing. Baridor had only one setting; Hyper.

She was an exact opposite of Ledum, whom was always calm and digested events before reacting. It always amazed people how different the girls were. Even as kids, you only needed to looking for the one who couldn’t stay at a place to know which was which.

Physically, they were exactly the same.

MOONSTRUCK

Ibingo couldn't sleep.

There seemed to be an ongoing dispute between the various groups of blood thirsty insects hovering above her head.

" Don't scratch them. It only makes it worse"
Tarila always warned her. But she couldn't help it that night.The monstrous tiny vampires were heartless.

The compound was still.

And the weather was so hot, even the crickets were silent.

Sweat poured from her body in large beads, unto the wrapper used to cover the raffia mat.

 Ibingo was wide awake and wondered how Ibiso could sleep so soundly under such harsh conditions.

Ibiso lay by her on the mat, and hadn't stirred since she fell asleep over three hours ago.

CAUGHT UP

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With a lurch, the car came to a stop and the engine belched to death. “Damn this” Chisom swore, hitting the steering wheel, “I'll kill that mechanic ” .

She continued looking at Halima who sat quietly, staring straight ahead.

“I don't like this….. ” Bisi's voice said from the back seat.

“Quit whining…. Nobody knew this would happen” Chisom said, looking at her from the rear view mirror.

  Halima sat in the front passenger’s seat, looking straight ahead.

The night was cold.

Chisom sighed, and started fishing in her bag for her phone.

“No need, it’s useless….. There is no network here…. Look around you babe, we're in the middle of nowhere” .

THE DEBT

Chike stared into the photograph with a smile on his face.

"You guys look so good together"He said still staring at the picture.

"The Photographer was fantastic."came Edidiong's voice from the kitchen.

Felix rolled his eyes and whispered,
"The idiot kept on staring at her cleavage like some lustful beast with a hard on the size of Jurassic world.Dude was supposed to be a professional for Christ sakes"

"I heard that"Edidiong said returning to the living room with their drinks.

Chike chuckled as she placed the tray on the stool between him and Felix.

"...Don't mind your friend jor,...."She said to Felix as he rolled his eyes again.

THE POTION!!

"Come and buy come and buy!"The Smallish buldgy eyed sales man was screaming  into the Public Address System.

It was a little difficult to ascertain how many different fabrics made up the multicolored coat he was wearing.In front of the man was a large red cloth spread across the ground.

There were dozens of strange colored  bottles strewn across the cloth.

A small group of people had gathered around the hungry looking sales man as he brandished a small yellow bottle in his left hand.

"De original cure for all Man diseases!!Are you having problems wit ya man-hood?is ya woman complaining dat you cannot perform well in bed?Are you tired of her calling you a 'small boy?'wen was d last time ya woman sed to you 'Beby do it again?'Biko,de answer is here....."
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WHO DUNNIT ?? 3

"Peter!...Peter!"Bola was frantic as the rest of the group gathered around the now motionless body.

For a few seconds all they could hear was the sound of the clock.

Their eyes scanned each other's faces again.....fearfully.

"Somebody do something!!!"Bola screamed looking around.

The faces that stared back at hers were all frightened.

In a somewhat desperate gesture,Christian  crouched next to Peter's limp form.

"lets check for a pulse"He said as he reached out.

"Don't touch him!!!"She snapped as she smacked his hand away....violently.

The look in her eyes was homicidal.

WHO DUNNIT?? 2

"Looks like her....throat's been slashed"Christian's voice said softly. Bola suddenly threw up by the bed.

 "What did you do, Christian???"Victor shouted launching at him with ferocity. ".....It was you...."came Victor's enraged voice as he tried to grapple Christian's throat.

Peter stepped in just in time between the two men. "....st-st-stop this nonsense..."Peter said warding Victor off.

 Christian didn't even flinch.

".....he killed her....bastard....he always hated her!!!"

 "....everybody just relax...."Eva said in a small voice.

Bola was still on the ground,face cradled in her palms as silent tremors ran through her body.

HOUSE FOR SALE

2012


HOUSE FOR SALE,
6 bedroom duplex with three living rooms, seven baths fitted with jacuzzis, a garden, two water fountains, sitting on six acres of land.
asking price 10million naira.



Ngo was pleased, she stroked the curtains which her husband had just hung up. Light shimmered in through the windows. She spinned around dreamily. Her kids would absolutely love their new home. She loved the renovation work that had gone on. The property had been restored but it still had most of it's original woodwork and furniture.

She wondered why nobody had bought this house until she and her husband had come across it. From the moment they set their eyes on it, they knew it was the one. And they got it for such a bargain. They were expecting to pay at least five times the asking price.
The front door opened and she heard a shriek... Her kids were home.


Judith ran down the stairs to the kitchen "mummy junior just ate a cockroach" she screamed. Her mother looked at her "Don't tell tales about your brother Judith" she replied.

INTO THE NIGHT

 He clenched his hands.....tightly.

 His nails bit painfully into his palms almost drawing blood.

Death was a beautiful thing.He thought.

He felt the darkness inside him rising.

He trembled slightly, sweat plastered the singlet unto his skin.

He loved this feeling.

As he stood by her window.

He  looked in and saw her talking to her roommates.

He watched her strip, laughing and at ease.

Death was sweeter when they were beautiful.He thought.

He longed to crush her neck and watch the lights go out in her eyes.

Nothing would satisfy the darkness inside him more .

But now wasn't the time, it wasn't the time. He thought.

He tore his eyes away from her window.

As he walked away from the female Hostel towards  the staff quarters, he felt the darkness again.

The hunger for a kill was stronger.

He needed an escape for the night.

 From a distance, he heard a dog bark.

Then he heard it again.....................!.

 The little pest was barking persistently.

  He strolled towards the barking.

THE UNREST

 LAGOS NIGERIA 11:08pm 15th May 2015


Yvette stared at the screen of the television, the network news was on but she neither saw nor heard a thing that was being said. A spider spun its web above her head, by the faint light provided by the only bulb in the living room.

 The living room was in disarray with toys scattered all over the place, a black currant juice box had been toppled, spilling its crimson contents on the beige rug.

Breakfast that morning had been yam and stew, and it was evident as there were pieces of yam on the centre table. The baby lay on the floor bawling and the toddler had rolled herself into a ball and was asleep. The baby cried still.


The Beginning....

WHO DUNNIT???

"We're here!!!"Habiba announced as she stepped out of the car.

"Wow!!!" Bola went as she stared at the mansion in front of them.It was inarguably the size of a football field.

THE INFANT 3

She seemed oblivious to their presence.

"Jesus!!!" Tunde heard His wife's voice say.

There was an eerie rumble in the heavens.

Tunde took a hesistant step towards Victoria and the baby.

THE INFANT

At first when he heard it,he thought he was still dreaming.
It was loud,almost as loud as the thunder and rain outside.

"Can you hear that..sounds like a baby?"Gloria whispered into his ear.

The warmth of her naked  body made the notion of getting out of bed to investigate the noise a very dull affair.

The cries were louder now.

"Probably one of the neighbour's...I guess"Tunde mumbled as he reached for his wife's soft body.

DERANGED

The killer carefully cut off the left breast. Who ever thought one person could have so much blood? Looking at her face, killer noted that she still looked proud even in death. Proud and beautiful, as she had always been referred to whenever she made headlines, which was often. The boob didnt look so perky and attractive in killer's hand. Just a blob of fatty flesh. She was such a beautiful woman, her dead skin didnt look pale yet, as rigor mortis had not set in.

WHO KILLED ISAAC????

Blood dripped from the machete, and the smell of death hung in the air, Opuene looked at Isaac’s body, and tears filled her eyes. She threw the machete on the floor, and bent down to check for a pulse. A voice in her head, told her that he was obviously dead, considering the amount of blood in the room. She had no idea what to do. She searched her bag for her phone, but stopped herself before she dialed the number. She had to think.


1 MONTH EARLIER

......BROWN EYES.....

I opened my eyes.

It was still night time.

I could see few stars in the night sky.There were the sounds of crickets and frogs coming from nearby.
I knew I was by a river.I wasn't sure how I knew this, but....... I just knew.

ITOHAN

He looked at her sleeping form, and his mind was made up. He picked up his phone and dialed a number. The voice at the other end, had been expecting his call. Three minutes later, all the arrangements had been made, and he joined her in bed.

The next morning, Itohan woke up and couldn’t find Usiosefe. She was alarmed, considering the discussion they had before going to bed last night.
She got up, and went outside only to meet him coming into the compound, with a smile on his face. She felt lighter, maybe everything would be fine after all.

3:15

After she had told him to get out of the car,Deji stood on the Road helplessly watching his girlfriend   struggle to bring the White Range Rover back to life.
With each failed attempt,her frustration grew worse.
"CRAP!" he heard her yell as she desperately tried the ignition yet again.
This was bad.He thought.
Deji knew how angry Belema could get.  He knew she was going to blame him for this.

As the chill of the night breeze tickled his skin through his T-shirt,he suddenly wished he hadn't insisted on driving them back to the hotel that night.
He wished he'd just allowed her drive from the party But what else was he supposed to do?For so long,she'd accused him of not "taking charge" of the relationship.
Before they'd left the party that night, he could tell Belema was a little drunk.

He tried to blot out from his mind the fact that she'd been flirting with his friend Abu most of the night.She was drunk.He had convinced himself.........She was drunk.