Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 8
I dropped at New Nyanya junction and strolled
casually to my destination. The internet cafe is
located in a place facing my street. Elder Ogba
street. I had passed the Market a little bit when I
heard my name..
“Attai”
I turned round to see tall Israel walking towards me.
“O boy, how far na”
He asked as he caught up with me.
“I bam o.”
I replied.
“Na where you dey go so”
He asked.
Now we all know that is a foolish question. One thing
is to see me dressed in working clothes, another is
to ask me where I am headed to.
“I dey go your father wife place”
I replied him.
“Baba, stop to dey play na. I wan introduce you to
one girl. She say she like you well well.”
He said to me. My ear twitched at the mention of
introduction, like and most of all, girl.
“I for like follow you o. But e get one babe wey me
wan go meet for plaza”
I answered him.
“Eh, make we go there together jor.”
He said and walked in step with me. Na so we begin
waka dey go o. I no even spoil my mind as to wetin
make the babe been dey cry. I just bone unto say e
fit be say something dey disturb am. Na so we reach
plaza, I look the environment, I no see babe. My
phone begin ring.
“Hello, I am seeing you. Walk into the street by the
side of the plaza, you will see me there.”
My mind cut. The street wey she just yan na one
kind dark street like that. The place to me na no-go
area for night o.
“O boy, na double pole street she say make we enter
o.”
I said to Israel. I could see the reaction on his face.
“How we go do now?”
He asked.
“Since you be my back-up, make we enter na”
I said to him. He nodded his head. We walked into
the Plaza and exited through its side gate. The whole
area as expected was dark. Now, we have electric
supply 24hrs daily but d–n it, those guys have
vandalized their transformers. The area is always in
constant darkness. From the darkness, all you see is
little glowing lights and white smokes. The air itself
is no longer oxygen, if there is any element like
igbogen, with formula I•2.
“Sssssss”
I nearly jumped out of my skin.
“I am here.”
Perpetual’s voice sailed through the darkest part of
the street to me. Israel and I walked towards the
voice. A black gate was there, there she was, dressed
in black too. She turned, pushed open the gate for
us.
Lovely comedy