The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode 18
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🙎 The Ghost Boy And The Female Teacher Episode Eighteen: 🤵
The room was dark, cold and quiet like a grave yard. Its scents, smell of an incense with a mixture of a rotten meat. There was as Small window; smaller than that of a toilet window, it was situated close to the ceiling, towards the left side while standing at the door. The window was covered with a red cotton and from the window came a lightening that brightened the room with a touch of redness.
There was four big candles of different colours: red, yellow, black and white. The candles were lined up at the foot of a short table. There were fire on them. The table contained Some idols and strains of blood.
Just as Somadina told me; from my left to my right, I saw five coffins lined up on a shelf, with three eggs placed on their tops.
So these coffins contain the people Shegu’s father had trapped and is yet to decide their fate; whether to sacrifice or kill them. I wondered.
I remembered Somadina told me that he was inside the fourth coffin while his friend George Solomon was inside the fifth coffin. I remembered that he also said that, among the three eggs which were placed on top of the coffins, I should take the smallest of them all and put it inside my mouth, then I take the second to the smallest eggs and smash it on the ground close to the coffin. Take the last egg and the coffin will open by itself.
Once the coffin opens, the person Shegu’s father had trapped will rise up but will not be in his or her right senses. So I should break the third egg inside his or her coffin, take out the smallest egg inside my mouth and break it on the person’s body, and the person will realize himself or come to his senses. And that I must be fast in doing all this so that Shegu’s father won’t come back and meet me because he senses when someone intrudes into his mansion”
I quickly walked to the fourth coffin; the one Somadina told me he was inside. I took the smallest egg and immediately I put the egg inside my mouth, I heard a movement in Mr Damilola’s room. Maybe he is done having his bath” I assumed and ignored it, continuing with what I was doing. I took the second to the smallest egg and smack it on the ground, close the the coffin, I was about taking the third egg when I heard a sound as if someone shifted the left wardrobe, through which I had entered the secret room.
I quickly paused. The door handle rattled; and I knew someone was about coming in. I quickly ran to the edge of the room, beside the shelf and hid. The door opened and Mr. Damilola came it immediately.
He saw the egg I smashed on the ground beside Somadina’s coffin and went straight to observe it. Then, he started looking around; his head and eyes were turning from one end to the other, like a fearless warrior who was searching for a thief that broke into his house.
I stood steel, trying hard not to shake or make a sound. Although I was invisible, but I wasn’t convinced that I was truly invisible. I felt like he would see me if he comes closer to the edge of the shelf where I hid because I was seeing him clearly.
He took the last egg on Somadina’s coffin and observe the coffin closely. When he was done observing Somadina’s coffin, he started coming closer to the edge of the shelf, where I hid. He was still holding the egg and he was also observing other coffins. He started from the fifth coffin, heading to the first coffin where I hid. He bent low to the height of the shelf, gradually observing each one of them. As he was drawing closer to the first coffin, where I hid, my heart started pounding.
“Oh God!” I screamed in my heart.
He came to where I hid and looked closely. I became scared. I thought he had seen me, because I saw him look at the space where I hid but he didn’t see me. I suppose the invisible clothe was the type someone can see through, so he didn’t notice I was there or maybe he saw me but pretended. I wasn’t sure.
He horridly left the secret room.
Did he see me and pretend? Why did he leave in a hurry? Is he going to bring something to kill me?” I wondered.
I came out from my hiding corner and went to the door. He didn’t close the door properly, so I peeped through the slant opened space and saw that he was standing beside the wardrobe at the right. And he was observing the two remaining crafted staffs.
“Ah! I said it!” I heard him scream. He turned vigorously towards the doorway of the secret room, as if he was going to come and bounce on me. My heart began to pound vigorously. Oh God! What do I do now? Where do I hid now?
Just as I was about to think of an escape route, a knock came at the door.
“Who’s that?” Mr. Damilola asked.
He quickly dropped the egg he was holding on the floor, beside the wardrobe and went to his bed and sat.
“It’s me Rosy” a lady’s voice floated in, from outside and immediately, the door handle rattled and the door opened.
A fair, busty and heavily endowed booty lady entered his room.
“My sugar daddy! My sweet honey!” She yelled excitedly as she walked her way into the room.
Mr. Damilola stood and walked a bit further to welcome the lady.
“Your bouncers were trying to hinder me from entering your house.” The Lady started to complain.
“Why would they do that? I informed them about your coming” Mr. Damilola said.
“The one at the gate said you already have a visitor but I insisted on coming in, because you were the one that invited me” the lady said. And it immediately occurred to me that I had taken this lady’s place; that I was allowed to come into the compound because the bouncer thought I was the lady; the one Mr. Damilola told them was coming and was waiting for. That was why the bouncer dragged me into the compound.
Mr. Damilola thought for a while and I wondered if he was suspecting that someone invaded his room. I prayed in my heart that God should distract him from coming after me. Or from going outside to ask his bodyguards who else they had allowed to enter his house aside the lady.
“The bouncer said a lady already visited you” The lady said. “Are you cheating on me?” She asked with a soft but suspicious tune.
“Of course not!” Said, Mr. Damilola. “I can’t cheat on you. No lady came here. That boy at the gate must be out of his mind” Mr. Damilola expressed disappointment towards the bouncer. Then he hugged the lady and they both went up to the bed, playing lovey-dovey.
TO Be Continued
