CAMPUS PAROL »»»Episode 17 It all played like a movie before me, seeing them again. Why did they come back for me? Oh! Definitely, I was correct about the baby dying any minutes from then and now they want to hold me down. Never! I said to myself and took to my heels faster than ever. I hid behind a closed kiosk, peeped at the bus and watched it zoom off before coming out. “Me, Banji, una no know me. I’m Mr Sharp guy. Fools, you better go and bury your baby.” I said as I walked towards the spot I ran from to board a motorcycle. Luckily for me, I got a motorcycle the very minute I got to the busstop. He transported me to my house and I paid him a fortune, a huge sum of seven hundred naira. As expected, my house was scanty and deserted. I have to call Old Soldier as soon as possible, I said to myself. I almost ran insane when I reached for my phone and I felt nothing in my pockets; no horror movie could surpass the sensation of touching your pockets and not feel your cell phone. Was I dreaming? I wiped my face, strained my fingers more on my eyes, just to be sure I wasn’t in a dreamland. Oops! Reality dawned on me, my phone was gone. I guess my phone dropped in the bus, the passengers were kind enough to get it back to me and I was too dumb to run away from my belonging, I thought. “Banji, I swear you’re a fool. Kai! Nokia N70 gone just like that! Ha, Banji you don jonz.” I screamed out loud with lot of pain in my heart. What next? I dropped the baby hanging behind my back all day on the sofa and forged out to Old Soldier’s house. I couldn’t describe the feeling operating on me at that moment because it was so out of this world. I walked briskly along our street in order not to be consoled by anyone in the neighbourhood. I got to Old Soldier’s house only to meet his daughter, Sheri. Sheri was Old Soldier’s last daughter out of his six children. She was quite beautiful, but not as beautiful as Adaobi. Sheri’s height gave her the priviledge to gaze at me at an horizontal level. I last saw Sheri when I was in hundred level. “Hey Sheri! Good to see you. How are you?” “Me dey o. You nko?” She replied. “I’m fine too.” I said with a smile. “Please,where is your dad?” “I no know o, try call am na.” She said. Sheri unknowingly open my wound. “Hmm. My phone is ehn—is ehn not with me here.” I lied, but was fairly true because it really wasn’t with me. “Ehn wetin we go come do now?” She asked, concerned. I thought for some seconds. “Do you in anyway know about my mum’s illness?” I asked with a saturated eyes. “No o, your mama sick?” “Yes, that’s the reason I came home. She was admitted at the hospital yesterday and your dad informed me on phone.” “Eyah, sorry. Me no know o because I just land from barracks yesterday.” “Ehn Ehn, Ok.” I said, not interested in her tales. “Banji, enter and sit down make I help you call am.” She said. I was ushered in by Sheri. Like bluetooth, my eyes easily connected to Sheri’s shaking backside as we walked in. She moved ahead of me and delibrately shook her instrument to my glory. That very minute, I forgot my name, far from remembering my problems. I sat on the sofa in their parlor while Sheri strolled into her room. I turned my neck at different degrees looking and feeding my eyes with the frames that hung around their wall. I saw Old Soldier in one of the frames with a devilish face with a rifle in his hand. I feared Old Soldier an extra more. “Banji!” Sheri called me from her room but I really don’t know where. “Yes.” “Come.” She said. “Come? Why? Where?” I confusingly asked. “Come talk to my pale for here.” She said. “I dey charge my phone here so I no fit commot am.” That was a nice excuse to get me into her room, I thought. “But where is your room?” I said,not to act too forward. “Here.” She said, standing by the door of her room, wrapping the curtain around herself, portraying just her head. “Ok.” I said, stood up and walked towards her. “Come in.” I fearfully walked in,took some steps more and sat on her three inches bed. Gbam! Sheri slammed the door and locked it. I still didn’t understand what was happening until she unwrapped herself from the curtain. Oh my God! What am I seeing? I was clear in my mind that even Joseph in the Bible wouldn’t overcome the temptation that unraveled before me. Without further ado, the network connection on my brain failed and lost its service, not even an emergency call would go through. I couldn’t think of anything than to accomplish the project Sheri was about to issue me. Then I knew barrack girls were really what they were called, dangerous. She came closer to me with a towel wrapped around her, temporarily shielding away her twined headlamps and her ever pulsating backside. She took her steps one after the other like a cat about to catch its prey. I couldn’t move or speak, all I just did was salivate for her touch, proceeding to the final show down. “Banji, I like you na e make me wan give you the thing o.” She said, seductively licking her lips. If you’re in Rome behave like a Roman and if you’re in Nigeria behave like a Naija, that saying I remembered, which got my tongue pidginized. “You dey serious sey you like me? I no know o.” I said, stretching my hands towards her waist. “I like you since that dey wey you and your pale come our house come greet my pale.” She said. “You remember?” It was disheartening that my brain was still on vacation not to be remorseful when she mentioned my father, who was late. “Yes, I remember.” I lied because I didn’t remember a thing but of what use was it if I said otherwise. “That night, I been dey cut you eye but you still be JJC that time.” She said,with a smile. I immediately cut in. “I be JJC that time but not this time. I don learn na.” I said boldly. “You sure sey you don bad?” “Bad ke? Which kind bad be that?” I curiously asked because I was getting confused. Sheri looked at me with a corner of her right eye, winked it and said, “You don understand?” I winked back at her and foolishly succumb to her peacockish advances. “Ok, I don understand.” She came closer to me, I grabbed her waist, she looked at me and smiled. Sheri suddenly turned around, facing her dangerous backside to me and I steadily gazed at it like I was watching a music video on SoundCity. My hands held firm to her waist like I was carrying a bucket of water without an handle. Sheri took the movie to the next scene, she loosened her towel and it dropped on my hands. Banji, if you like your destiny don’t look up, just bury your head and remain still, I said to myself. Could I adhere to that advice? No, I couldn’t. I tilted my head up and saw two baloons vibrating in front of me. My brain lost control over my hands, they went ahead to hold and caress them. I ignorantly activated trouble. She turned around, thrust me flat on the bed, loosened my belt, unhooked my trouser and dragged it out of my legs. “Ha!” I said, with my mouth wide opened. She paused and looked at me. “Wetin?” She yelled. “You no know wetin we wan do?” I nodded and smiled. “Sheri Sheri, I just dey play.” “So wetin be Ha?!” She asked with a sad look. I smiled. “That’s Halleluyah for short.” I irrationally replied. “Ok. Make e be am o.” She said and flung my trouser to a corner of her cubicle. My nozzle was ready to strike, angrily moving up and down in my tight raven pant. Don’t this girl have shame? I asked myself. She was totally unclad, right in the afternoon. I stared at her headlamps as they freely dangled before me. Sheri took it higher and faster again, she pulled out my pant in a jiffy, leaving my nozzle pointing to the sky like MTN mast. She flung my pant to a direction different from the current location of my trouser. I wondered if she did that purposely or it was a response from the feeling operating on her. Sheri, who was ready for battle jumped on me like a cat on a fish, kissed me passionately to set the pitch for a smooth match. I forgot all I thought I knew, even my matriculation number was dumped in the recycle bin of my brain. No No No! Sheri climbed on me like a polo player, spread my legs apart, looked at me and grinned. “You don ready?” She asked. “Ehn?” I nodded. “Yes.” I fearfully replied. “You no get gloves?” “Which one be that?” She asked and looked at me disgustingly. “Me no dey fight with gloves o. Punch me with your bare hands make I feel am well well.” Then I knew the devil had dedicated his life to finish my life. No, gloves? I asked myself. “Oya jor.” She said, rolled away from me to the bed, spread her legs wide apart like the gate to Jerusalem. She yelled, “oya climb me.” I slugglishly rolled on her and I was about taking the freekick when refree blew the whistle. Knock! Knock!! “Sheri!” Oh my God! My death is at the door, I said to myself. I hopped away from the bed like a frog and fearfully went in search of my pant. I cared less about who was at the door because all I could think of was to disappear from Sheri’s room. Sheri and I were confused of what to do next, jostling against each other at intervals. My tongue immediately switched back to its origin. “Please, where can I hide?” I muttered,vibrating like a drenched dog. Sheri didn’t pay attention to me because she was busy dressing up to save her dear life. I went around looking for my pant but couldn’t locate it. “Sheri, please where is my pant?” I yelled. She paused and looked at me with a blazing eyes. “You don dey mad abi? You dey ask me for your pant, na him I wear for head.” She said and hissed. I have no choice than to bear the cross by myself. I saw my trouser few seconds later and wore it quickly without my pant. Who cares? Atleast my trouser wasn’t transparent so who could notice I wasn’t wearing a pant. “Sheri! Are you deaf? Open this door now!” “Malc,I dey come.” Sheri said, with a frown on her face. It was Sheri’s mother,but that didn’t change the fact that I was in trouble because Sheri’s room had no hiding place. Behind the door? Wrong place to hide, so cliche, the first place to be suspected and I couldn’t afford to be caught so easily. Sheri cared less about me, went towards the door to open it. I was tensed, so I looked around for where to hide but still had no place to dodge. This is a rat hole, I said to myself. Sheri withdrew to me, pointed at the window and asked if I could escape through it. That was a billion dollar idea, I hastily moved to the window and climbed it. “Hey!” Sheri called. I looked behind, still on the window, then she threw my pant to me,which I angrily threw back at her. Thud! I jumped down and landed at their backyard, where clothes were spread to dry. “Hey! Who are you?” A voice roared at me. I paused and couldn’t look back, I calculated on what next to do, run away or stay and be interrogated. I chose the former. I took off speedily as the unknown man chased after me. I peeped behind and saw the reason to increase my speed, Old Soldier. I ran as fast as a whipped horse, outrunning Old Soldier to my house. I got to my house, picked my bag and ran out as fast as possible. Thank goodness, I finally got off my street, I was quite relieved but it didn’t last when I remembered I hadn’t accomplished my aim of returning home. I can’t go back to Old Soldier to ask him about my mum’s whereabout and I can’t visit the whole hospital in the neighbourhood, I thought. I took a glimpse at my wrist watch, 5:50 P.M. it read. “Mummy, I love you so much but I was silly to make my visit futile. I pray you get well soon. Please don’t leave me alone in this world. You’re all I got. I promise to make you proud henceforth and I will sure come back to see you.” I said,gazing at the dark cloud,with tears trickling down my cheeks. I hurried to the busstop to board a motorcycle to the garage. “Bike! Hey Okada!” I shouted, waving at various motorcycles zooming by. “Okada!” I at last got one, boarded it and zoomed off to the garage. I alighted, dipped my hands into my side pockets to meet them empty. I almost fainted on the spot. The motorcyclist looked at me and smiled. “Bros, hope you ain’t acting drama because I go collect my money complete.” The motorcyclist said, jacked his bike up by its stand and folded his arms. “Abeg, I dey come. I go give you in Jesus name.” I nervously said as I scratched my pocket as if money were bread-crumbs. Luckily for me, I found some money at the hind pocket of my trouser. I sighed in relief, gave it to the motorcyclist and he zoomed away. How would I get to school was the question I wondered about. I had no money with me, save two hundred and fifty naira. There’s nothing God cannot do, I said to myself as I walked inside the garage. The time was 6:19 P.M. not surprised everywhere was already dark. The bus I would board had just a passenger left to be filled, which was an opportunity for me, but where was the money? My brain, like a computer figured out a strategy. I stayed almost fifteen steps away from the bus, scanning around for the last passenger to arrive. Few minutes later,the beautiful lady arrived,entered the bus and sat. I counted for some seconds and ran to the bus like I was ignorant about it all. “Hope the bus is not filled?” I asked, panting and stretching my neck into the bus. “O boy, the bus don full.” The driver said. “Come tomorrow because na the last bus for today be this.” “Yeh! Please I beg you with God, I have to deliver a message this night.” I pityfully said. “Wetin we go do now?” He asked concerned. “Make we dey go na! Shey una no know sey night don reach ni?” A passenger angrily yelled from the bus. The driver left me standing and went to his seat while I quickly slided the door of the bus open, entered and sat on the engine and closed the door. “Aunty, please don’t be annoyed let me manage here.” I said to the lady I inconvenienced. She nodded and gave me a wink. I hope this lady meant nothing with her wink, I said to myself as I bent my head away from her sight. I was so uncomfortable after the bus took off after some minutes because the engine was hotter than hell. The engine was so hot that I lifted myself intervally to ease off the heat. My legs collided with the lady who sat in front of me as the bus encountered road bumps, which gave me the feeling of what she was wearing, a very short skirt. She untied her scarf from her head and stretched it to me. “Take, sit on it.” She said, with a smile. I smiled in return and collected it. “Thanks so much.” I appreciated. “Please, what’s the name?” “Aminat.” Screeeeeech! The car suddenly stopped. POW! POW!! Gunshots in the air. The driver fled like flash, leaving his passengers behind without notice. Then I knew I was going to die because I was the first passenger to be attacked. “Everybody come down now!” A deep voice roared. I tried opening the door of the bus but it was hooked, only the driver or the conductor of the bus that understood the trick they apply to open it. I fearfully tried again but to no avail. “Mr Man, open the door now!” One of the passengers, who sat at the back seat yelled at me. “Don’t allow them to shoot us o, hian.” “You must be mad! Am I playing here or do you think I want to die?” I angrily replied the rude passenger. Aminat was vibrating like an epileptic patient, I could hear her teeth gnash, I looked at her and immediately got the energy to slide the door open. Being the foremost to the door, I alighted first and suddenly I received a punch on my face. I fell on the floor immediately. “Bastard! You’re wasting our time.” The armed man said and spat on me. The spit landed on my cheek, I swiped it off with my hand and almost immediately smelt it. I wondered what chemical component made up his spit because it smelled just like ammonia. The whole passengers alighted as fast as possible and were commanded to queue up by the armed men. Ooow! I screamed as I was kicked on the ground by one of the armed men. “Jump up! Fool!” He snarled at me, adding another kick. “Join the queue.” I reluctantly stood up and limped to the queue. Vehicles that saw the drama displayed from afar, reversed and speedily took off. I scanned around and noticed they were four men with two AK47, one FN rifle and a sub-machine gun respectively. No where to run, we had to obey because no one wanted to die. “Follow me!” One of the armed men ordered. We obeyed. Two of the armed men took the lead while the remaining two walked right behind us. They led us into a thick forest,I could barely see because the environment was already dark. I couldn’t check the time but I guessed the time was within the range of 7:30 P.M. and 8:30 P.M. “Try to escape and bid the world farewell.” One of the two armed men behind said. I read Psalm 23 from the beginning to the end thrice before we got to their supposed destination. I could quickly observe the woods erected and set ablaze like a camp fire in the middle of an open space, making the environment quite luminous. My eyes couldn’t help but see some people lynched and also burnt by the stake. Now, this is what I call an horror movie, I said to myself. No doubt, they were ritualist. I unconsciously peed on my trouser out of fear. Who won’t? When Mr death was winking at me and I was gazing at him eyeball to eyeball. “Ladies to my right!” An armed man instructed. “Men to my left! Now!” We all scrammbled like puzzle, bumping into each other in fear. At that moment, I forgot my gender. “You are not supposed to be here, Mr.” A lady whispered to my ears. I turned around and saw a lady, peeped on the person standing in front of me, also a lady. It wasn’t actually my fault because the lady in front of me was on a low cut and I mistook him for a man. “Come here!” The armed man roared at me as I was running to join the men’s queue. I came to him in a jiffy. “Sir?” I said, with a shaky voice. “Where are you going?” “I’m trying to join the queue.” I replied, pointing to the men’s queue. “Were you deaf when I made that instruction?” He yelled, with a blazing eyes, pointing his rifle to me. “Sir, please!” I said, trembling and sweating all over. He cocked his rifle, then I knew I was taking my last breath but I still could shout, “Jeeeeeeeesssssssssssuuuuuuuuuussss He dropped his gun and slapped me hard, I held my cheek and held me by the neck. “Scorpion!” He called. I wondered if he was conjouring or he was calling on a fellow. Yes, I was correct, he called a fellow. A fat man, with a rifle slung around his neck, ran towards us. “Sir!” Scorpion said and knelt before the armed man that still held to my neck. He pulled my neck as he moved closer to Scorpion to whisper words to him. “Yes Sir!” Scorpion shouted and stood up. The armed man let go my neck while Scorpion took over. Scorpion held me by the neck and ushered me towards the east of the forest. The last time I saw a forest as thick as that was in an american movie, Predators. Am going to be killed? Where is Mr Scorpion taking me to? Will this be my last moment on earth? My speculating mind asked. “You don die, shey you know?” Scorpion said, pushing me forward by my neck. “Oga please. Na be beg I dey beg.” I replied with a shaky voice. “Shut up before I kill you myself.” I sealed my mouth immediately and forged on as commanded. I wondered how Scorpion saw the pathway because I couldn’t see anything but darkness and I could feel the leaves dropping on me. We paused, he dragged me steps backward,opened a big strong bamboo door of an hut and threw me inside, he locked the door and left. The hut was extremely dark. I groped my way to an edge to feel safe a bit because I felt I was at the middle of the hut. One, two, three steps I bumped into an unknown creature. “Jeeeeeeeesssssssssuuuuuuuusssssssss I screamed out loud and ran in the opposite direction to save myself. I ran in the hut as if I knew the size of the hut. I paused and groped my way again to another edge. One, two steps I bumped into another unknown creature. “Please don’t kill me.” I said, crying immediately. “Please,I beg you with God. Please.” I groped my way to the middle to find solace, I sat and folded my legs. I wondered why these creatures kept mute. Were they human, animals or idols? That I don’t know because I couldn’t behold them. I couldn’t wait for the dawn of a new day to know my fate. I laid flat on my back and slept with an eye open, woke up at intervals to protect myself away from those unknown creatures. It was a long night. The beam of light from the sun forced its way into the hut and illuminated it to some extent. I was quite ecstatic when I rose up to witness it was morning. I slowly turned my neck to gaze at those creatures. They were both kept at different edges of the hut, covered with a red veil, not even a part of them showed. I jumped up, walked slowly to the first unknown creature to satisfy my curiousity. I grabbed the hem of the veil, dragged it off and hastily ran backwards. I was shocked to see a little boy in his teens tied up both hands and legs. He gazed at me with fear, he couldn’t speak because his mouth was taped. I rushed to him, set him loosed and got him to talk by removing the tape. He bursted into tears and hugged me. I cried too because I could feel the pain of that little boy. I wasn’t carried away by the pity sensation,I ran to the other edge to set the other human free because my curiousity had been satisfied. I walked closely to the opposite edge, grabbed the veil by the head and dragged it off. Lo and behold it was Aminat. I was shocked to earth seeing her all bounded just like the little boy. I quickly set her loosed. I rose her up. “Aminat, what happened?” I curiously asked. “I thought you were out there on the queue, what happened? How did you get here?” “I really don’t know why.” She said and afterwards bursted into tears. “I was pressed, so I moved away from the queue and bent down to ease myself.” “Ehn ehn, so what now happened?” I curiously said. “The guy carrying the gun thought I wanted to escape so he ordered me to be taken here.” She said. I smiled. “Same reason brought me here.” “You wanted to ease yourself too?” Aminat asked. “No, I joined the wrong queue.” “Aww, sorry but what is your name?” She asked. “Because you didn’t tell me yours in the bus.” “Banji.” “And you little one, what’s your name?” Aminat asked, pointing at the little boy standing next to me. “I’m Samuel.” He said, wiped his tears and sniffled. “Ok, good.” She said. I looked keenly at Aminat’s left arm, I noticed a red band with couries tied around it. I moved closer and touched it. “What’s this?” I asked. “It was tied around my arm yesterday night.” She said. “Afterwards, they bounded me.” “Ha! This looks scary o.” I said. Almost immediately, we heard someone’s voice at the door. The door opened. It was Scorpion, he came armed as usual. We all shuffled back to our positions. He strolled into the hut and suddenly frowned his face. “Who untied the two of una?” Scorpion roared, peeked at Samuel and Aminat and later fixed his eyes on me. We all remained silent. Scorpion moved closer to Samuel, pointed his gun at him, cocked it and was ready to fire. “It was him, Sir!” Samuel screamed, pointing at me. Immediately I stood up to deny it, Scorpion hit me with the butt of his rifle on my face. I fell flat on the floor, wishing I was dead. Scorpion angrily took Aminat out of the hut and locked it. “I’m sorry.” Samuel fearfully said from afar. “Banji, I’m so sorry.” “You had no choice boy.” I groaned. “You did the best thing.” Samuel rushed to me, removed his shirt and stuck the blood that gushed out of my lips. I was so pained, I could barely breath. “Where did he take Aminat to?” I asked. “I don’t know.” I jumped up, placed Samuel on my shoulder to see through the open space created by thatch of the hut. “Can you see anything?” I asked. “Yes, I can. It’s Aminat.” “Yes, Yes, what happened?” “She’s tied to a tree with four men standing in front of her.” “What are they doing?” I curiously asked. “Hmmm, nothing yet.” Samuel said. “They are just standing but they are with a matchet each.” I was shocked. “Matchet? For what? Do they want to cut grass?” “I don’t…” Samuel was saying when I heard a very loud and painful groan. “Jeeeeeessssssssuuuuuuuuusssssssss!” Samuel shouted. I quickly let Samuel down from my neck. “What happened?” I furiously asked. “She was beheaded.” He fearfully replied and immediately burst into tears. I was so bittered. Aminat gone? We just talked and now she is gone? I asked myself. We quickly adjusted as we heard someone at the door of the hut. The door open, it was Scorpion again. He came in, walked straight to Samuel, tied the same red band around Samuel’s arm, walked out of the hut and locked it. I immediately gazed at Samuel, whose head was bent looking at the red band on his arm, he looked at me and bursted into tears again. I moved closer to him, engulfed him in my arms and consoled him. “I’m going to die.” He cried out loud. “Banji, I don’t want to die.” Samuel, whose face had been badly disfigured by bruises, blood and tearstains, clutched tightly to me, emotionally sharing his pains with me. I cried. “Samuel, calm down.” I softly said. “You ain’t going to die.” “I want to see my mummy.” He cried the more. “My daddy.” “Samuel, don’t worry.” I said, urging him to sit. “You will see them all, I promise.” We both sat on the floor, then Samuel looked at me. “Promise?” He asked. I paused and thought for some seconds, bent my head then timidly replied, “Yes, I promise.” He smiled and hugged me. “Ok, that’s fine.” I said. “So tell me, how did you get here?” He was almost starting his cry engine again when I quickly threatened him not to else I would withdraw my promise; how funny, I didn’t know my fate and yet I promised to save another, only little kids believe such though. “Now tell me.” I said, crossed my legs, placed my jaw in my interlocked palms and listened. “I waited for our driver to come pick me up from school on Tuesday and when I didn’t see him at the hour he usually come,I decided to go home with my friends.” “Which school is that?” “King’s Pen International School.” “Where’s that?” I asked. “The one at Nairaland.” He said, pointing to an unknown direction just to make clear his description. “Oh oh, I know that school.” I said and gave a fake cough. “Your parents must be rich because only rich kids go there. There are whites among the students, huh?” “Yes.” “Ok, continue. What now happened when you followed your friends?” “We took a taxi to Ella Avenue and …” I interrupted. “How many of you?” “We were three, Me, Rikidony and Stefikal.” He said. “Are those your friends white?” I asked because the names sounded so. “Yes, they are.” “Hmmm, nawa o, sha continue.” I said, a bit jealous of his social status. “What now happened?” “The taxi drove us to an unknown destination and we landed here.” “Can’t you people shout?” I asked. “We didn’t becaue he told us he was passing through a shortcut to get us to Ella Avenue.” “Ok.” I said. “But where is Rikidusil and Stefipal?” He giggled. “It’s Rikidony and Stefikal.” “Hmmm, all join. Where are they?” I replied. “Because of the colour of their skin, they were taken to another place away from me.” “Hmmm, that’s serious o.” I said. “God knows where they are now.” “Banji, how are you going to help me out of here?” He fearfully asked. “Don’t worry, just be strong.” We both laid down and snoozed off in no time. I woke up suddenly after seeing my mother in the dream, I couldn’t see anything, not even Samuel who laid just by me because it was dark. My mother, dead? I soliloquized. I abruptly became toughened. I could feel my eyes blazing in fury, my palms moisty and my veins risen like an embossed card. Kill or be killed was the game I prepared for. I grope my hand towards Samuel’s leg, I spanked it for him to wake up but he didn’t. I pinched him hard and he sprang up fast as if fire touched him. He couldn’t see me but could hear me. “Samuel, are you ready to get out?” I fiercely muttered to him. “Yes.” He drowsily replied. “Be set!” I said and stood up. I went close to the door of the hut, positioned my self well to attack any one coming in. “Samuel, Samuel.” I called. “Samuel.” No response. Samuel fell back asleep. As I was about going to wake him up, I heard someone whistling and approaching the hut. I stood back, fisted my hands, squeezed my face and was set to attack. The door opened, It was Scorpion. I swiftly kicked away the touch he was holding as he stepped in, which flew off his hand and landed on the floor, illuminating a segment of the hut. I jabbed him rapidly until he was dazed. I landed an uppercut on his nose, I could feel his blood spill all over. He fell on the floor, moaning loudly while I quickly took of his rifle that he slung at his back. Samuel! I shouted, he was still sleeping; even while a war was taking place right under his nose, one of the reasons I disliked fat people. I rushed to him, slapped his faced, dragged him up and forged out of the hut. We were running when I heard a loud trumpet blow, we paused, looked behind and was shocked to see troops from afar running towards our direction. “Let’s run.” Samuel fearfully said, clenching tightly to me. “Ok. This way.” TO BE CONTINUE
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