Episode 9
TIME: 8:30AM
VENUE: OPPOSITE THE ENGINEERING
DEPARTMENT BUILDING.
________________________________________
A female body was lying by the tarred road
that linked the school
gate to the other parts of the university. Tens
of students were
standing by the dead body with pity. Traces of
blood were visible from
her pink top and black jean trouser.
“I know this girl now.” A guy said.
“Shut up jor. Which girl do you know? You
just like setting pace
in your family sha. Don’t tell me you want to
be the first person to be
arrested by the police in your family.” The girl
beside him cut him
short.
“She was the one who screamed at Desmond’s
party when she saw a
dead body killed by some cultists.” The guy
said.
“I say shut up. Were you there when the cultist
killed the girl.
How sure are you that the girl was killed by
the cultist? Kunle, you are
still in 200L for crying out loud, you are two
years away from becoming
a graduate. Don’t spend that two years in
prison o. Lets go.” The girl
said holding him by the hand and dragging
him away from the scene.
“I saw the guy who killed the girl at the
party…..”
“Kunle! Are you mad?” She asked.
“Okay o. I’ve heard you.” He said giving up.
The two of them continued walking towards
the school gate leaving other
onlookers and sympathisers behind.
Just then a group of four girl ran to the scene
wailing.
“Oh my God! Daaaaaaayyyyyooooo!” Chioma
screamed immediately she got
to where Dayo’s dead body laid. She threw
herself to the ground and
laid beside her wailing. The other three joined.
“Dayo! Please don’t leave us now. We are
three weeks away from our
last paper. Dayo please. We’ve gone far
enough for you to die now.
Dayoooo.” Tola cried.
The third girl, Dolapo just stood still trying to
relate the scene
before her.
“Noooooooooooooooo!” Dolapo screamed and
fainted. Everyone left
what they were doing and ran to Dolapo’s aid.
The reason behind Dolapo’s reaction was not
far fetched. All her
life, she has always known pain, suffering and
emotional distress. At
the age of sixteen she lost both her parent at
gunpoint when some gunmen
attacked their home one night. Few months
later, her father’s family
members sent her out of the house accussing
her of witchcraft and she
had nowhere else to go except Dayo’s house,
being her bestfriend. Dayo’s
parent accepted her like their own daughter
and treated her just the
way her late parents used to treat her. They
both gained admission the
same time, all financed by her foster parents
(Dayo’s parents). How will
her life be now that her friend whom she refer
to as her sister is dead.
Dayo is the only child of her parents who at
this stage are waiting to
see Dayo graduate and get married to her
long term boyfriend who works
in an oil producing company.
When she was eventually revived, she started
her own version of
wailing.
“Dayo! wait for me, I must die with you.
What’s the essence of life
without you? What does the future hold for
me. Dayyyyoooooo!
Nooooooooo.” She screamed and
sympathisers tried to pacify her including
her two friends who were previously wailing
too.
Just then the school’s security convoy drove
to the scene and students
fled for their lives.
“Move back all of you.” A man in their usual
navy blue uniform
barked at the students.
Chioma succeeded in carrying her small
statured friend, Dolapo away
from the scene. Few minutes later, the men of
the Nigeria’s police force
arrived with an ambulance.
“Welcome Inspectore Clement.” The leader of
the school’s security
team said immediately Clement got down from
his own car with Mike.
“When did this happen?” Clement asked.
“I guess it happened overnight.” The man
replied.
“Wait o! Is this not the girl that came to give
us some helpful
information concerning her friend, Hadiza’s
death?” Clement asked no one
in particular.
“She was the one sir.” Mike replied.
Clement kept quiet for a few seconds looking
into space. He inhaled
deeply just then he realised he’s been
shedding tears.
–to be continued–
TIME: 8:30AM
VENUE: OPPOSITE THE ENGINEERING
DEPARTMENT BUILDING.
________________________________________
A female body was lying by the tarred road
that linked the school
gate to the other parts of the university. Tens
of students were
standing by the dead body with pity. Traces of
blood were visible from
her pink top and black jean trouser.
“I know this girl now.” A guy said.
“Shut up jor. Which girl do you know? You
just like setting pace
in your family sha. Don’t tell me you want to
be the first person to be
arrested by the police in your family.” The girl
beside him cut him
short.
“She was the one who screamed at Desmond’s
party when she saw a
dead body killed by some cultists.” The guy
said.
“I say shut up. Were you there when the cultist
killed the girl.
How sure are you that the girl was killed by
the cultist? Kunle, you are
still in 200L for crying out loud, you are two
years away from becoming
a graduate. Don’t spend that two years in
prison o. Lets go.” The girl
said holding him by the hand and dragging
him away from the scene.
“I saw the guy who killed the girl at the
party…..”
“Kunle! Are you mad?” She asked.
“Okay o. I’ve heard you.” He said giving up.
The two of them continued walking towards
the school gate leaving other
onlookers and sympathisers behind.
Just then a group of four girl ran to the scene
wailing.
“Oh my God! Daaaaaaayyyyyooooo!” Chioma
screamed immediately she got
to where Dayo’s dead body laid. She threw
herself to the ground and
laid beside her wailing. The other three joined.
“Dayo! Please don’t leave us now. We are
three weeks away from our
last paper. Dayo please. We’ve gone far
enough for you to die now.
Dayoooo.” Tola cried.
The third girl, Dolapo just stood still trying to
relate the scene
before her.
“Noooooooooooooooo!” Dolapo screamed and
fainted. Everyone left
what they were doing and ran to Dolapo’s aid.
The reason behind Dolapo’s reaction was not
far fetched. All her
life, she has always known pain, suffering and
emotional distress. At
the age of sixteen she lost both her parent at
gunpoint when some gunmen
attacked their home one night. Few months
later, her father’s family
members sent her out of the house accussing
her of witchcraft and she
had nowhere else to go except Dayo’s house,
being her bestfriend. Dayo’s
parent accepted her like their own daughter
and treated her just the
way her late parents used to treat her. They
both gained admission the
same time, all financed by her foster parents
(Dayo’s parents). How will
her life be now that her friend whom she refer
to as her sister is dead.
Dayo is the only child of her parents who at
this stage are waiting to
see Dayo graduate and get married to her
long term boyfriend who works
in an oil producing company.
When she was eventually revived, she started
her own version of
wailing.
“Dayo! wait for me, I must die with you.
What’s the essence of life
without you? What does the future hold for
me. Dayyyyoooooo!
Nooooooooo.” She screamed and
sympathisers tried to pacify her including
her two friends who were previously wailing
too.
Just then the school’s security convoy drove
to the scene and students
fled for their lives.
“Move back all of you.” A man in their usual
navy blue uniform
barked at the students.
Chioma succeeded in carrying her small
statured friend, Dolapo away
from the scene. Few minutes later, the men of
the Nigeria’s police force
arrived with an ambulance.
“Welcome Inspectore Clement.” The leader of
the school’s security
team said immediately Clement got down from
his own car with Mike.
“When did this happen?” Clement asked.
“I guess it happened overnight.” The man
replied.
“Wait o! Is this not the girl that came to give
us some helpful
information concerning her friend, Hadiza’s
death?” Clement asked no one
in particular.
“She was the one sir.” Mike replied.
Clement kept quiet for a few seconds looking
into space. He inhaled
deeply just then he realised he’s been
shedding tears.
–to be continued–
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