RESURRECTION – Season Two: Episode 6

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Nigeria's leading fictional story blog - restaurant, photograph, friends, grave, The Riches of the Dead, Circle of Stars, destiny, ritual.


He asked again, “What voice are you talking about?” Just then Melinda spotted the corner of the restaurant where the voice came from. Her eyes almost popped out of their sockets, all she could do was point at what she had seen and said, “Look there.” Austin followed the direction of her hand and his gaze rested on a small cluster of three people tucked away in a far corner of the restaurant.

At first he couldn’t make out who they were. But they seemed to notice Melinda pointing at them, so the three of them turned and gave Melinda and Austin a sustained angry stare. Austin was frozen with fear. He could not believe his eyes. The three adults stood to their feet and began to leave the restaurant; Austin got up and tried to chase after them. Mid way across the restaurant he heard a scream, when he turned he saw Melinda on the floor convulsing terribly. He ran back to help her, waiters and customers in the restaurant rushed to her and did their best to revive her. Austin led Melinda back to their room; he carefully put her down on the bed and sat next to her. His thoughts were racing very fast, he wanted to know why Melinda’s three dead friends: Obiora, Angelique and Lanre chose to pay them a visit in an evening as wonderful as the one they were having. He thought out loud, “What do they want with Melinda?”


Melinda was moving her hands frantically on the bed, trying very hard to shut out the images of the faces of her dead friends whom she had seen in the restaurant. She felt her right hand touch some glossy object on the bed; none of them had noticed it when they entered the room. She picked it up and looked at it. She screamed the moment she saw what was on it and flung it across the room and leaped on Austin. Austin grabbed her firmly and put her down on the bed and went after the object she threw away. He wanted to know what it was that freaked her out again. While he went for the object, Melinda continued to scream insanely on the bed with her two hands placed on both sides of her cheek.

Austin picked up the object and looked at it; the object was a picture showing the faces of Angelique, Lanre, Obiorah, and Melinda in their middle. Austin turned its back and on it was written, “Melinda, please help your friends, dig up Michael’s grave.” Austin ran back to Melinda to show her the message on the back of the photograph. Melinda continued to shout, she didn’t want to look upon the faces of her dead friends again. Austin tried very hard to persuade her to look at the message on the back of the photograph, when she eventually did, the message on the back of the photograph left a thoughtful mien on her face.

“What do we do? Your friends want the grave dug up Melinda.” “Oh God, help me to be strong against this evil cloud that has befallen me and my friends. Dear God my dead friends are depending on me, help me not to fail them…” She paused.  “Austin, dig up that grave! If we die doing it, at least we would know we died trying,” said Melinda resolutely. Austin picked up his phone and dialed up Osoba, “Hello Osoba! I think we are now ready to dig up Michael’s grave. Do you still want to do the job?” “Austin, I will be very glad to do it. I think I have found out who is in that grave and who the guy called Michael really is. I was going to call to set up a meeting between us.”

“Who is in the grave?” “Austin, meet me in Benin by tomorrow morning. I will tell you all you need to know about Michael and his grave.” “Okay Osoba, I and Melinda are in Uyo right now, we will catch a flight to Benin by morning.” “Baby, Osoba claims to have solved the riddle about Michael and his grave.” “Did he give you a hint of it?” “No, he didn’t, but by tomorrow we will hear it all.” “I can’t wait to hear it all. O God, let tomorrow come now. I want all this to be over with,” uttered Melinda.


With first flight Melinda and Austin touched down in Benin the next day and went straight to their rendezvous point, an upscale eatery. After about twenty minutes Osoba walked into the restaurant with two young men and came over to their table. They exchanged greetings briefly and got down to business. “We want to hear all you have discovered about Michael and the grave which supposedly holds his corpse,” said Austin. “Michael actually died in Malta. However, what killed him was not ‘The Riches of the Dead’. On the contrary, ‘The Riches of the Dead’ brought him back to life. As we speak at this moment, Michael is alive like anybody else you know, yet he had at one time been dead. His death has absolutely nothing to do with Melinda’s dead friends,” Osoba emphasized. “Slow down, Osoba, take it piece by piece,” said Austin. Melinda cut in, “What killed my friends?”

“Michael has never been who any of you thought him to be. Michael is the current lord of the Circle of Stars. An occult group stretching across many nations; the guy you all call Michael is the lord of the Circle of Stars in Sub-Saharan Africa. His extra-ordinary successes through the years have nothing to do with hard work; they are down to his sacrifices and membership in the Circle of Stars. Sorry to burst your bubbles, Michael killed your friends to become the current lord of Stars. The ritual which your friends performed in Malta, ‘The Riches of the Dead’, was Michael’s plan.

“The Iranian witchdoctor was a member of the Circle of Stars. Michael has been prospering with the souls of the dead…” “I was dragged into a valley full of the dead,” interjected Melinda. “What you saw was probably the souls of the dead who are under the sway of the Circle of Stars – the souls they have killed through the years,” explained Osoba. “Hold on Osoba, did Michael kill Melinda’s friends just to rise as the lord of Stars?” “No Austin, Michael was required to do that. There was no contest to his rise as the lord of Stars. The elders in the Circle of Stars chose him. However, Michael could not become the Lord of Stars without tasting death; he had to be killed and brought back through ‘The Riches of the Dead’.

Melinda’s friends were chosen and diabolically manipulated to choose Michael’s destiny when the ritual for ‘The Riches of the Dead’ was performed on their palms. They didn’t just choose Michael’s destiny; they were manipulated to choose his destiny. By that ritual, all those who took part in it, gave up their souls, stars - what we call destiny - and their bodies to Michael. When he rose from the dead he became the lord of their stars; that is the lord over their destiny and whatever they had become at the point the ritual took place and could become in life. Let me be a bit more precise, Michael is the lord of Verah’s and Simon’s stars, if we don’t stop him now, somehow he will get to them.”

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Uzoma Ujor

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