Image Source: myrhodetrips.com If Don Vetolas had hoped that the visit of the company of prophets would bring him some solace he was d...
Image Source: myrhodetrips.com
If Don Vetolas had hoped that the visit of the company of prophets would bring him some solace he was dead wrong. “The blood your ancestor, king Dynas, shed is crying out ever louder at the moment,” the leader of the company of prophets announced to Don Vetolas. “The ring in your house holds the souls of men and women he used as a wall against death bound and in torture, they will burn all the descendants of king Dynas if that is what it would take to get the ring and set themselves free. The knowledge of the man we saw lying at the hospital has become clearer, the thousand dead are using him as their host to reach your daughter with their messages of doom. With their souls bound with the man, the ring of king Dynas is useless against them. We feel it would be unwise to go after the man; instead we believe it would be wiser to release the ring to them and stop the onslaught against your family.” “I have always known the thousand dead are behind these attacks, I just could not figure out how they were doing it. One thing I will never do is to let them have the ring. If I make that mistake they will slaughter us all.” “Tell me, what are the thousands of dead souls your ancestor burned doing now? Are they not slaughtering your family members? There is a blood cry and judgment against your lineage. If you don’t appease them, there is very little anyone can do for you. Your ancestor skinned alive men, women and children, and burnt their flesh in sacrifice to the spirit of death. Hear me Don Vetolas, the wall which their souls raised against death has collapsed. Now the death which stayed away from the descendants of king Dynas shall lay them waste until there shall not be found a soul called a descendant of king Dynas.”
Unknown to the company of prophets; while their leader spoke, Awiti took him over and prophesied to Don Vetolas. It was not until they got home were they able to figure out that their leader was under an influence when he spoke to Don at the hospital. While Don Vetolas was in the dark that the words of the leader of the company of prophets was another prophecy of doom to him and his family, the company of prophets worked their fingers sore to figure how the thousand dead were able to influence their leader to speak to Don Vetolas. They were scared right down to the bones. They knew quite well that those men, women and children slaughtered by king Dynas to build his abominable wall against death died cursing, and made a vow upon their blood which king Dynas spilled to take revenge against his descendants even if it were to take them thousands of years. From the look of things the company of prophets knew it would only be a matter of time before the thousand dead lay their hands on the ring of king Dynas which held them bound. They also wondered if handing the ring to the thousand dead would make any difference, there was no way to tell what an angry spirit would do. To be certain that they had not incurred the wrath of those spirits of the dead and to ascertain what Don Vetolas might do to appease them, they left to go offer a sacrifice at a higher altar.
Meanwhile, Martha, David’s wife was at her wits end wondering who or what might have whisked her husband away from the hospital. The police had drilled both the nurses in the hospital and their management staff to see if they might get a lead as to what happened to David but they came up with nothing. The fact that a band of gun flinging hoodlums hand shown up at the hospital looking for David on the very day he went missing made the case hard for the police to solve without any useful information. Martha and the police were stunned when people who knew David furnished them with pictures of David roaming one of the city’s burial grounds. Martha was so scared that she wondered if the man she left at the hospital some hours before he went missing was still the one she knew before his auto accident. The part of David roaming a burial ground was too hard for her to crack. If she had not seen the pictures, she would have dismissed the claims without a second thought. However the picture was there for her to see; David was not just missing, he had woken up from coma, was roaming a burial ground and looked spaced-out from the picture matter saw. Martha had to take the police to the burial ground to retrieve her husband. The story the cemetery attendants told Martha and the police when they got there only signified that the horror was only just starting. “Madam we are the ones working here. We see all sorts of strange activities here by day and late evening. But the one that happened here on the day you claimed the man in that picture you showed us went missing was beyond anything we have seen all the years we have worked here. But to be clear on what we told you earlier, we have not seen that man here at any time or ever.” “What happened here on Wednesday?” “Heey! Madam you don’t want to know; because it will hunt you by night. Even me wey dey kakaraka, I dey fear,” said one of the attendants. “I need to know what happened here on Wednesday. My husband was seen here on that day. Look this picture was taken here; can’t you see these trees in the background and that house. He was here no doubt. Whether any of you saw him or not, the truth is that he was here. So you have to tell me what happened here,” Martha demanded.
One of the cemetery attendants began, “Oga madam, thank God say these policemen dey here as witnesses. I hope you won’t claim we did anything to you afterwards. All of us who work here make use of juju. So we know what to do when the evil dreams try to hunt us, because they will hunt you after you have heard this story…” “Tell her what you have to say and stop making her afraid, Bala or whatever you call yourself!” one of the policemen barked. “Okay o!” Bala continued, “On Wednesday, it wasn’t the hour we see things here, but this one chose to happen earlier for reasons not known to us. Look at that tree over there.” Bala pointed at the tree he meant, “We were under it playing Draft when we began to hear cracking sounds. It seemed to come from everywhere. We took our amulets and began to make incantations for protection while we inspected the burial ground. What we saw was purely unbelievable. Many graves, specifically the very old ones were cracking open. There was strong light in the graves, and as the cracks widened, madam thick smoke, very thick smoke began to come out of the graves; and then we saw the worst. The dead in those graves began to come out. At first we thought we were dreaming. We saw fetid hands come out, distorted decayed heads followed and then we heard demonic snarls. Na there our work end that day o. We pick race commot here; as we they run, we dey invoke our power. No be small thing I dey tell you so. The next day after we had gone to fortify ourselves, we came back and met the graves like they never were broken open by the dead in them. We have gone to make inquiry and were told that someone invited those dead people to go do an evil work somewhere. Keep your ears on the ground, in a few days you will hear things that will make your ears tingle. Only the dead in the old graves were invited. Whatever this thing is, it comes from old times.”
Martha was ruffled a little more than she had thought she would be by the story. She didn’t want to show it because she asked to be told what she heard. To give the impression she wasn’t that scared, she asked Bala, “And what did you people do after the incident? Did you report to the police?” “What could we have told them? What would they have done? Arrest the dead? So far nobody has reported seeing his or her dead relative on the street. We have our ears on the ground; not one person whose relative is buried here has come to inform us that their dead relative is missing. As far as we are concerned what we saw never happened. If your husband was dead and was buried here, you would have been the first person to bring forward such a report. But you claim that your husband took a walk from the hospital and was somehow seen here. Maybe he was the person who invoked those spirits of the dead. I hope you did not offend him before he became sick. We have been reliably informed that those spirits rose from their graves with vengeance. You should go find a good church and start praying madam; this is not the kind of matter the police handle. We are talking about a bunch of angry old dead people.” While Bala spoke, Martha could not help casting her mind back to the dream she had in which David pleaded with her to wake in up by all means. Her heart began to beat fast as she wondered what Awiti and her kind must have done to her husband. From what she heard, she could deduce that Awiti used David to awaken those dead people. She did not know tears were flowing from her eyes until a police man gave her his handkerchief to wipe her tears. Clearly Awiti had coopted David into the fellowship of the dead and sadly she didn’t know how to break him loose. Story Continues…
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