“We are not going to leave your room the way it is, are we? We should clear those things you...
“We are not going to leave your room the way it is, are we? We should clear those things your grandmother left in there.” “You are right doctor. We should clean the room of those things, but not without praying first.” Eka went into the kitchen and brought some vegetable oil. With it, the two of them prayed and anointed the broken mirror, the necklace and the filthy garments which Eka’s grandmother left on the floor. Though their prayer was brief, it was intense. About half an hour after their prayers, some unusual thing happened. Dr. Gerry was in the living room doing his best to convince Eka that he had to go back to work, at least to bring his food flask back and to write a report on a certain case he was assigned to. While they laughed and argued why Dr. Gerry should or should not go back to work, a voice was heard outside shouting, “Gerald! Gerald!! Gerald!!!” The voice was monstrous and cold. Not in all his life had Dr. Gerry experienced anything as horrifying as that. The mere hearing of his name shouted by what was no doubt a demonic voice left all the hairs on his body standing erect. He would have loved to go out to see who it was shouted his name, but he lacked the courage. Within minutes, Dr. Gerry who was full of life and energy began to cough and perspire terribly. Soon he became so weak that he could not stand on his feet. Eka thought the worst had happened when Dr. Gerry spread himself out on the floor because of how weak he had become.
Eka knelt beside him and began to pray. The two of them were up against a formidable work of darkness but were too ignorant to understand what was going. However the events of that day would bring them to the point where they would confront it headlong. Eka did not know how long she prayed. She squeezed her eyes shut and prayed like a machine, shooting scriptures in the name of Jesus and making decrees over the work of darkness that had invaded their lives. Dr. Gerry was not the religious type, but the event of that day made a fanatical believer out of him. Eka prayed until Dr. Gerry regained his strength and joined him in the prayer. Their prayer lasted till they heard a gentle knock on the door. Faith had sprung up in Eka, she was ready to confront whatever the devil brought her way that evening. Boldly she went to meet whoever or whatever was knocking on their door. She was also ready for a duel if a little of that would do. It was Simbi, she had arrived. “Simbi! How did you find here?” Eka was happy to see her friend; she leapt on her almost knocking her to the ground. “I told you to call the number I gave you when you get to the bus stop, why didn’t you call?” “There was no need to do that. I saw you buying water at the shop beside the bus stop just before I alighted from the bus. As soon as I got off the bus, I ran after you. When I turned into your street I could not see you again. I described your beauty to people and they pointed me to his house. I knocked on the other flat and no one answered me and I decided to knock on this one.”
Eka could not believe her ears. She stood speechlessly as her friend narrated how she found their flat. Even Dr. Gerry who stood behind Eka with the machete he had fetched from is room was dumbfounded. He had been with Eka in the living room praying. So whoever Simbi saw was not Ekaette. “Won’t you let me in? I saw you; you were dressed just like this. Don’t tell me it wasn’t you.” “Oh I am sorry Simbi. Come right in.” As Eka and Dr. Gerry led Simbi into their flat, they exchanged a curious look wondering what was going on that evening. Simbi had hardly passed the dining table when she observed, “Jesus! This house is haunted! Eka how do you sleep in this house? There is something evil lurking around here.” “Simbi, have a seat. I have so much to tell you. You said you saw me in the street, it wasn’t me, I have not been to the bus stop all day.” After Simbi had taken her seat and was served a cup of cold water, Eka and Dr. Gerry narrated to her all that had happened. “You know what?” asked Simbi, “When I knocked on the other flat, I felt strong evil vibes coming out of it. There is something evil in there.” “Simbi, I feel the same way too. I don’t want to brand that woman, Faustina, a witch much the same way I was branded a witch, but mark my words, all is not well with her.” “Well, I don’t know what is in that flat, but whatever it is; we are going to sack it from this compound. Do you have some anointing oil Eka?” “No I don’t, I make use of vegetable oil.” “That is okay, I use it sometimes.” “We don’t have to use that. I can buy one in the street,” said Dr. Gerry as he dashed out to go buy one in the street.
While Dr. Gerry was away, Eka took Simbi to her room and showed her the evil necklace, the filthy clothes and the broken mirror. “Eka, I am sorry to spoil your mood. What you are going through in this house is the work of witchcraft.” “For heaven’s sake where is this coming from? No one knows me in this area.” “Don’t worry about it Eka, God will answer our prayers tonight and not tomorrow. Don’t forget the things God did back in the church in our street. He will do the same here.” “I can’t wait. I want the word ‘witch’ removed far from my life. While they talked in her room, Dr. Gerry returned and they went to meet him in the living room. “Our neighbours are back. I saw some people in the next flat now,” announced Dr. Gerry. “Good that they are around. If this attack is from them, you will see what will happen to them,” said Simbi. They declared fasting from that evening till 6am the next morning. After they had their baths, Eka and Simbi went to her room to have their girly chat; while Dr. Gerry watched television in the living room. About ten pm in the night, Simbi informed them that it was good time to start praying. They sang loud like those in a church and clapped their hands. When they were done with singing, they began to pray. Dr. Gerry was stunned by the way Simbi prayed. She was much more than Eka had told him. She was a tigress in praying.
Their prayers dragged on till 1:00 am in the morning, by this time, Simbi was high. She took the anointing oil and after praying over it. She poured it on the materials Eka had found in her room and cursed the source from which it came. She bolted out of their flat with Eka and Dr. Gerry following in her trail. She anointed the compound including the entrance to their neighbours flat and they went back inside. Shortly after they went inside there was a knock on their door, a man shouted desperately, “Neighbour! Neighbour! Please stop praying! Stop praying! My wife is ready to confess! My wife will confess!!” Dr. Gerry wanted to go speak with the man, but Simbi and Eka stopped him. They had only begun to pray. They stepped up their praying, unleashing all sorts of spiritual weapons their pastor taught them. Minutes later, the knock and the shout became louder and frantic. Yet Eka and her friend persisted in praying. Dr. Gerry could not take it anymore. The sound of a fellow man calling out for mercy outside broke his heart. He ran to go hear the man out, but Eka and Simbi withstood him. He demanded to know why they would not hear the man out, and Eka answered him, “The Bible says suffer not the witch to live! We will keep praying until dawn when people will gather to hear the confessions the man’s wife, whoever she is, wants to make. Let her suffer a while. Have I not suffered enough? Have you forgotten? You almost died yesterday evening!” Dr. Gerry saw reason with her and went back to praying with them. About 4:00 in the morning, the gate to their compound was opened and another person joined the man to knock on their door, demanding that they stop praying.
Ekaette and Simbi were lost groaning in prayers; they did not see him sneak out. But this time he did not go to open the door to hear the men out. He went to his room and picked his machete again. There was something about the voice of the second man knocking on his door. He wasn’t pleading for them to stop praying, he was demanding it as if it was his right. Dr. Gerry did not like that at all. He gently opened the door and charged at the two men, swinging his machete. His machete carved into one of them and he yelled in pain. Eka and Simbi hear the shout and ran out only to see Dr. Gerry chasing two men with a machete. He locked the gate behind the two men and asked Eka and Simbi to continue praying. He was too angry to utter a word in prayer.
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