The hostels within bishops court, aladinma, okwu uratta and other environs are always built with delicate security plans in order to assure the students of their safety. Most of these hostels have very high concrete walls with barbed wires, iron doors {with see through attachments}, iron protectors in all the windows yet these hoodlums still do get access to any hostel they wish to without much effort, sometimes they even enter through the roof of a three storey hostel, this guys are really good in what they do. On this particular saturday night joy was sleeping while frank and three of his hostel male neighbours engaged in an all night P.S game the time was around 2am. When all of a sudden they heard a loud slam on franks iron protector on the window{as i said earlier franks two windows faced the backyard and anyone at the backyard could gain access to his room through the window} they paused their game and listened, when they heard another loud slam, this time around they knew that the lion has visited them and they all took cover{lying flat on their stomach} except for frank who ran out of his room in fear, while joy waking instantly rushed into the toilet. Frank went towards the hostel second exit but the iron door was locked he turned back and ran towards the staircase leading upstairs but the iron door there was locked as well oh my God he screamed. By this time the hoodlums had entered franks room and had collected all the phones they could see while at the same time asking "where that idio. t run go? Abi he wan turn hero" the boys lying down flat on their stomach where two scared to answer. Frank stood at the staircase thinking of what next to do, should i scream for help? He thought but no, that would be sucidal cos no one would come out instead they will lock their doors he answered himself, he was in this state of confusion when he looked back and saw five hefty guys coming towards him, he just looked like a dwarf in their midst and he almost urinated on himself, now he had seen their faces and they knew he could identify them anyday, he could see the evil smile on the face of the smallest among them as he cocked his pump action gun, frank said his last prayers as he faced the firing squad...
To be continued
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