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Episode 1 BRENDA DAVIS was very worried. Ever since she received the call from Adam, that is. She was hoping the reason for his sounding strange on the phone would not be what she was already suspecting. She could say that she was properly experienced in matters concerning relationships and therefore could tell when a guy was getting fed up with a relationship. But right now, she didn‟t want to believe her instincts. She couldn‟t stand the thought of losing Adam now. Her world would shatter. In fact, she won‟t be able to survive it this time around. Adam Walter had called her earlier in the day, telling her that he would like to discuss something important with her. He had gone ahead to tell her that the discussion would be for her own good, hence she must come to his house as soon as possible. Sitting on a stool in front of the two-bedroom apartment, which she shared with her friend Jane, Brenda was oblivious of the cool and beautiful atmosphere the evening created. She was remembering and analyzing Adam‟s behavior towards her in the past few weeks, which was obviously the reason for her suspicion. He had deliberately avoided her, giving her flimsy excuses. for not being around as often as before. Whenever they were together, he would seem absent-minded and uninterested in her concerns. If she sought his opinion concerning any issue, he would laconically answer as if he was being bothered. Although Brenda suspected that Adam was fed up with the relationship and could be calling it off soonest, she still hoped her suspicion was wrong. She wanted to make herself believe that something else could be the problem; something she may not have guessed in the past. She looked at her wristwatch. It was almost 5:00 p.m. She must prepare for the meeting with Adam. Moreover, Jane would soon be back from work, and she wouldn‟t like her roommate to meet her sitting around and looking all gloomy. She stood up and gracefully walked into the building. Going straight to her room, she took off her clothes and prepared herself for a shower. She was about to put on her bathrobe when she caught a glimpse of her image in the half-sized mirror on her dressing table. At twenty-three, her youthfulness was radiating like the sun. She was average in height and light in complexion. The curves of her body and its features were proportionate enough to attract the opposite sex. “I am beautiful,” she said to herself and tried to smile. Many people had told her this in the past and she was very much aware of it. She had a very charming smile, which was strong enough to make any man‟s heartbeat stop for some seconds. “I am alright; why should anyone reject me?” Brenda thought, running her hands down her body. She knew she had so many female qualities that most girls didn‟t have. And one special characteristic was her gentle nature; a kind of peaceful aura that she carried with her everywhere she went. Something that usually encouraged most people to easily talk and associate with her. “But why are things not going my way? What is it about me that turn men off after some time with me?” she suddenly whispered to herself after some deliberation. „No!‟ she thought. Maybe she was getting it all wrong. Maybe Adam had some other personal problems and needs. She should be thinking of how to help him instead of suspecting his motive for wanting to see her. Perhaps she was letting her experience with men get into her present relationship with Adam. She hurriedly left the room and entered the bathroom. She looked forward to seeing Adam. She would be there for him, no matter what she was going through. She won‟t let it affect her blissful relationship. She must stop being selfish. She mustn‟t keep him waiting.

Episode 2 Brenda met Adam Walter fourteen months ago when she was in her final year at Star Gate University, Lupe. She had gone to a nearby restaurant with her best friend and classmate, Jane Damascus, to share a treat together. It was their first week as final year students and Jane had suggested that they take themselves out. Rosy Restaurant seemed the best choice since it was nearby and affordable for them at the time. Brenda had noticed Adam the moment he walked into the restaurant. He was a bit taller than her and good-looking. She was quick to notice his neat sense of dressing and his well-trimmed moustache and it all appealed to her. Jane had noticed her friend‟s eye movement and decided to follow them. She immediately understood why her friend had been distracted. But they quickly forgot about Adam as soon as their orders were served. Brenda was just getting over her breakup with Derek Brown and believed within her that she wasn‟t ready to embrace the opposite sex again, but when she looked up, the fine young man was approaching them. “Oh my God. He is coming towards us,” she quickly notified Jane. And Jane, a skinny pretty girl, looking back, could easily tell that he was attracted to Brenda. “Hi, girls!” he greeted, in a gentle but masculine voice. His eyes were fixed on Brenda. “Hello,” Brenda briefly replied. She was the more polite of the two. “I hope you girls won‟t mind if I lunch with you?” Although it was meant to be a general question, Brenda could sense that it was directed at her. “As a matter of fact, we‟d really prefer it if we lunched alone. This is a special occasion and it is just for the two of us,” she politely answered. Adam didn‟t seem to be listening; he was already making himself comfortable on an empty chair by their table. It was obvious that he wasn‟t going to allow himself to be turned off by her words. “I won‟t be fair to you girls and even to myself if I allow you to lunch alone. Don‟t worry, I promise to be a perfect gentleman.” Brenda and Jane were short of words. They had no choice but to allow him to stay; they remained silent and tried to anticipate his next move. “I am Adam Walter; please may I get to know your names?” he asked, concentrating on Brenda. Brenda didn‟t want to open up at first. She really wanted to keep off men. She looked at Jane and saw a look of approval on her face. Hence, she reluctantly answered, “I am Brenda and this is my best friend, Jane.” “Hello Jane.” He turned his attention to Jane. “I am really sorry for barging into your special occasion. I don‟t intend to spoil it, rather I will add more flavor to it. What are you girls celebrating?” “We are celebrating our first semester as final year students,” replied Jane. “Oh, that‟s cool. Congratulations, girls.” “Thank you,” they both responded. “Brenda. What a name.” This statement caught Brenda‟s attention. “What is wrong with the name?” “I like it. I like you also. I will also like to be your friend,” he confidently replied. And all through lunch that day, Brenda had tried to politely turn him down, but he didn‟t allow her to drive home her point. Jane was at the other end, giving her signs of encouragement. It was clear that Jane approved of him, and that was the beginning of a blissful relationship between Adam and Brenda. He never relented in showing her the best side of him. He was 26 years and had just gotten a job with a communication company. He used all the resources within his reach to shower her with gifts. He made sure he called her every night to tell her sweet words that would nudge her to sleep. At first, Brenda wasn‟t confident that he was for real, but his persistent attention towards her did a lot to convince her. After four months, Brenda believed that she had finally found for herself the right man to date. Brenda was the type of girl who, at any slightly perceived interest from the opposite sex, quickly formed an emotional attachment, which would eventually be difficult for her to break. She felt like she was on the top of the world as Adam continued to prove his love for her as days turned into weeks and weeks into months. She gave him her heart. She believed in him and in the future. He proved to her that he was capable of doing all the good things, which she‟d initially thought he could do. He was exciting to be with, strong, caring and very handsome. What more could a girl ask for? If any other pls comment it

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Episode 3 Anytime he happened to be away on a business engagement, she would sit alone and reminisce on the times they had shared together, and the perfectness of these moments would gladden her heart and set her mind at peace. She loved him. And she was very sure he loved her back then. Eight months later, Brenda and Jane had graduated and Jane had immediately secured a job in a new generation bank. She had asked Brenda to come and stay with her while on job hunt, and Brenda had gratefully accepted since she didn‟t want to stay at home with her poor parents in her jobless state. Her desire was to go for her masters immediately after her degree, but the circumstances surrounding her made it necessary that she secured a job first so that she could sponsor herself all through her masters‟ program. Doing this with just her degree wasn‟t easy for Brenda. After writing a series of job application letters and submitting her curriculum vitae to various organizations, she had accepted a teaching job in a nearby primary school while she waited to be called for interview. Brenda knew she deserved better and given her qualification, she was confident she would soon be called for an interview. Therefore, she had patiently waited. Adam also contributed to Brenda‟s confidence, because he made her feel secure. She was also hoping that he would come up with the idea of marriage since the look of love in his eyes always told her that she would soon be his partner. Now though, Adam was acting strange when she thought the relationship should be at its peak. For no reason that she could remember, his love for her seem to be declining, and she couldn‟t seem to figure out the problem. Therefore, she had been living in fear of losing him all this while. Of course, she had complained to Jane, but her friend seemed not to have any solutions for her problem. Jane had only encouraged her to be patient with him. That he would soon change, with time. Therefore, she thought the best thing to do was to pray, pray and pray, for she won‟t be able to withstand heartbreak an umpteenth time. Something she‟d done for a long time now and for no fault of hers. The bathroom was elegant in an economic way and she involuntarily admired its white, oriental, marble-like tiles before slipping out of her bathrobe and turning on the hot water faucet. A mirror stood to the door‟s right and she stopped before it to admire her stature and nude figure. Were those slight creases below her lower eyelids? Of course, she hadn‟t been sleeping so well of late due to the state her life was in, but she also knew this was not good for her health. She prided herself in keeping fit always and she wasn‟t ready to let go due to some relationship difficulties. Even if she‟d never faced a tougher situation than this in the past, she wasn‟t going to lose her fitness as well as Adam if it comes to that. Unconsciously, she laughed at her joke and turned away from the mirror. With the bathtub half-filled, she stopped the running water and tested its warmth with a quick right-handed swipe down and into the white tub, and this was when it happened . . . .

Episode 4 Adam Walter was fed up with his relationship with Brenda and he certainly knew why he felt this way. It was very glaring that Brenda was a nice and beautiful girl; most men would do anything to have her as a wife or girlfriend, but he was fed up. He didn‟t want her anymore. He knew he was doing the right thing and was sure she deserved the decision he was about to take. Right now, he wasn‟t feeling guilty at all, since there came a time in a man‟s life when he just had to do what he had to do without caring about the consequence of his action or even how others concerned would feel about it. It was time for him to lay her off and stop wasting her time, as well as his, since there was no hope for the future between them. Of course, he could still remember that day. The day he realized himself. The day he finally decided to let go of her. And it still chilled him, like it‟d happened a few minutes ago. An involuntary shrug swept through him and he chided himself for remembering. Besides, he‟d had enough of her; and there was a new girl in his life. A girl he met a couple of months ago at his workplace. He smiled as he remembered her beautiful name. Tracy. He didn‟t want to start comparing her to Brenda, though. It was just that he anticipated a brighter future with her. And he even thought Tracy was prettier than Brenda, but he couldn‟t deny that Brenda had lots of qualities that would make her a better choice for a wife, although Tracy was hotter, and every man desired a hot girl . . . . He hated the burden of guilt he‟d earlier felt about his decision to leave Brenda. It was surprising how guilt could make one feel so heavy and uncomfortable, how it kept haunting one, and funny enough, how one couldn‟t stop doing those things that made one feel guilty in the first place. So the best thing to do, Adam had thought, was to go with his conscience. He must make himself believe that he was not the right man for her, that she deserved someone better, or just as weird! She must go before she ruined his life. He was not going to miss her for sure. Even his internal tap, which used to overflow with feelings for her, had stopped flowing, and no matter how wonderful, pretty and perfect she was, he did not want her anymore. She would be there any moment from now. It was almost 6:00 p.m. and he knew she was probably on her way to his house. Adam lived in a beautifully furnished, three-bedroom flat on Stream Street. Brenda had been there the day he rented it. She had even assisted him in decorating the house to such a satisfactory state. A nice young woman she had been, and a nice companion, too. He sometimes even wondered whether she would ever realize in the days ahead why he‟d decided to end this relationship, because he still doubted her presently knowing his main reason. Of course, she was a wonderful girl, and . . . oh, hell . . . he wasn‟t going to start regretting what he was about to do now that it was almost too late. He was trying to slot a DVD plate into his DVD player when he heard a knock on the door. He knew she was the one. “I am coming!” he called out. He gave himself some time by carefully switching on the television and allowing the DVD to play for some seconds. He knew that it wasn‟t going to be an easy task. He opened the door and was looking directly into Brenda‟s beautiful and innocent face. She looked wonderful in her body- hugging white top and sky-blue jeans. Her hair was neatly parked, giving her face a perfect shape. She was trying to force a smile but that didn‟t stop him from noticing a trace of worry on her beautiful face. He instantly felt more guilt, wondering if he would ever be able to tell her what he wanted to tell her. “Come in,” he said, and left the door open while he walked back to the seat that was directly opposite the television. Brenda gently walked in and closed the door behind her. She didn‟t like the look on his face. Something was definitely wrong. “Adam, I hope it is nothing serious, I didn‟t like the way you sounded on the phone,” she said as she sat on the seat very close to him.

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Episode 5 “Why don‟t you relax first, we have a lot to talk about. You can take some drinks from the fridge.” “I am okay; I don‟t want to drink anything. I am just worried, that‟s all,” she said. There was silence in the room for sometime; Brenda was not comfortable with that. “Adam, I said that I am really worried. Why don‟t you tell me what you think is so urgent that you requested I should see you instead of keeping me in suspense?” Adam sighed and continued to focus his attention on the television. „God!‟ she thought, „he is so handsome. Please, let it not be . . . ‟ “Brenda,” he gently called her. She loved it when he called her that way. “I have been going through a series of personal problems for the past few weeks. It has affected me at my workplace and even my relationship with people. I . . . I don‟t know how to say this . . . I am going through a phase in my life and I have been thinking about us.” „This is it,‟ she thought, „he said „about us.‟‟ She remained silent, though, her heart beating loudly. She allowed him to continue. “I found out that hanging out with you will only make you a victim and that is not what you deserve,” he said. “A victim of what?” she gently probed. “You won‟t understand, Brenda, but I want to go through this alone. I want us to stop seeing each other . . . let‟s watch and see . . . maybe things will get better and we will start all over again, but for now, I don‟t want to be involved with anyone. I want to be left alone. I just hope you will understand,” he concluded. Her whole body began to shiver. “Adam, I am not worried about being a victim or being involved with your problem. All you have to do is share it with me so that I can be part of it. Together we will come up with a solution. But please don‟t push me out of your life,” she pleaded. “I am sorry, Brenda, I have already taken my decision, there is no point deceiving you,” he maintained. “Perhaps I have done something wrong, just tell me. I will make amends, whatever you want.” “This is not about you; I really want you to believe me when I say it is for your own good. Well, I really don‟t expect you to understand. You know what? I have to go to my room. I want to be left alone and I don‟t want to talk about this anymore.” Brenda thought she was going to die or at least faint. She couldn‟t understand. Isn‟t this her loving Adam? All the happiness she had ever known was suddenly coming to an end. The look on his face told her that this was really over for sure. She had seen that look before, and this wasn‟t the first time a man was giving her that look. Begging him would actually make no difference. She felt weak. She felt foolish and worthless. Yes, maybe she was actually worthless; that was why men always used her and dumped her like a piece of rag. Maybe she was just a piece of shit. She managed to stand up and leave his apartment with her last strength. She didn‟t know what else to do; maybe she was in some kind of dream. As she walked along the street and thought about what just happened, she suddenly felt dizzy. She knew she was going to faint since everything was becoming blurred, but she kept on walking; she must not faint. Not on Stream Street. God, perhaps it was better to die right away.

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Episode 6 CHAPTER 2 THE ACCIDENT & THE PSYCHO “OKAY Linda, put her on the line.” “Sure thing, Michael.” The young man easily rested his right palm on the steering wheel and placed his left arm on his car driver‟s door while waiting for the call, humming along and nodding to the rhythm of R. Kelly‟s WORLD‟S GREATEST coming from his stereo. Michael Black was driving slowly through Stream Street. He was in a good mood. “Hello, Giny here.” “Oh, Giny . . . hi . . . whatzup?” he began, speaking through a hands-free snuggled into his left ear. “Can you do me a favor, please?” “Hi, Michael . . . still at the office?” “Nope . . . that‟s why I‟m calling . . . ” “Is Henry with you?” “Nope . . . . Just left them at Suzie‟s bar, where they are sipping some beer.” “Them?” “Not to worry . . . he and Ben . . . I knew you were the jealous type . . .” “Now, don‟t start with me, Mike . . . !” “Take a joke, girl . . . just joking . . . always have been . . . .” Giny was Henry‟s girlfriend and they were planning on getting married soonest, hence the close watch she‟d placed on him, and Michael really wanted to assure her. “All my friends seem to be in a good mood today, girl . . . just some guy outing, that‟s all . . . .” “Don‟t tell me they bought much more alcohol than your stomach could ingest again?” Now he could hear her stifled giggles. “Well, didn‟t want to get myself drunk,” he defended, “tomorrow will be a very busy day at work for me . . . .” “So after just two bottles you excuse yourself as usual and leave for home?” “Oh, Giny . . . stop teasing me . . . .” At least her fear was no more. “Right now I‟m in high spirits. The alcohol already in my system is blending well with the music playing from my stereo, putting me in the right mood. You should know the song . . . R. Kelly? World‟s Greatest?” He turned up the volume for her to listen in . . . . “Oh, whatever . . . what did you want, dear?” “Need you to transfer a folder from the office PC to my inbox? Need to work on it tonight . . . .” “Oh Michael . . . working at home again?” began Giny. “Really you should . . . ” “OK . . . just don‟t start . . . I AM HAPPY . . . ask the many girls trying to be my girlfriend . . . .” And he had lots of reasons to be happy. At twenty-eight, he was the personnel manager of a great multinational company of which his performance had been impressive in the past six months. The future looked bright. His decisions had proven effective and good for the company and his employers and co-workers all seem to believe in him. His salary had just been increased; he just bought the flat he was presently living in, and he would soon be traveling to the UK for more training. Therefore, his good mood could not only be attributed to alcohol and music. “Oh, alright, dear,” concluded Giny. “No point arguing with the most handsome guy around, is there? Where will I locate the folder?” “On the desktop? The folder is „TO-DO-ASAP.” “Okay . . . will send it over ASAP . . . .” “Thanks . . . I appreciate . . . .” She rang off, and he drove in silence for a while. Of course, he was loved by everyone at his workplace, and he loved his job. Michael was a gregarious and fun-loving person. He easily made a strong, lasting impression on people he was meeting for the first time and found it easy to mix with people of various personalities. He could say his study as a psychologist at both his degree and masters‟ level had helped him develop this ability.

Episode 7 Tall and well built with an assuring masculine voice that blended perfectly well with his easy- going nature, Michael was undeniably handsome. But he was also celibate. Not even a girlfriend. This has always mystified his friends and everybody around him, though he seemed happy as a single man because he wasn‟t doing anything about it. Whenever he was approached with the issue, he would listlessly reply that he was still searching for the right girl. Michael‟s only problem was that he was very selective with girls. He always told his friends that his mind had already constructed a mental image of the girl he would love to date and marry. Her personality and structure were already imprinted on his mind; hence, any girl coming across him without exhibiting this mental picture he made sure to put on a platonic platform. His friends always reminded him about the impossibility of getting such a girl and how necessary it was for him to adjust his expectations and engage with the available girls. And he always assured them that he knew what he was doing and was sure of getting the girl of his dreams, that all he needed was patience. Sometime in the past, Michael had dated different girls, and experience had taught him to exercise self- control and wait for his dream girl, but even now, the ladies won‟t let him be. He always found a psychologically soothing way to tell them off without hurting them. Although he was enjoying his celibate state, he sometimes wished to be in the arms of a woman he loved, but till then, he wasn‟t going to relent in enjoying every bit of his successful life. Now, as he slowly drove through Stream Street, he was quick to notice a young girl of average height walking as if she‟d been drugged. He became curious and even slowed down as he continued to observe her. She was elegantly dressed and he could guess that she was a beautiful girl just by viewing her from behind. Suddenly the girl missed her step and fell to the ground. He was alarmed and quickly pulled over beside her. Swiftly, he got out of the car looking around for help as he hurried towards the helpless girl. The street was scanty; no other person seemed to have noticed what was happening. As a psychologist, Michael knew little about first aid. A quick, closer observation revealed that she had just fainted and needed immediate medical attention. He checked her pulse. It was normal, so without trying to revive her, he quickly carried her to the car. She was heavy, but with little difficultly, he was able to successfully do this and make her comfortable in the car. He quickly drove, praying that nothing bad should happen to the poor girl. * * * The black SLK swerved into the hospital‟s parking lot a few. minutes after Michael had set off with the unconscious girl. “Someone please help me!” he found himself shouting as he banged shut his driver‟s door and swiftly went round to pick up the girl. Two nurses had already rushed to the car with a stretcher. “Who is she, sir?” one asked him, but he was too flustered by the incident to hear her. “Who is she, sir?” she repeated as she helped her mate put Brenda on the stretcher. “Don‟t . . . dunno . . . she . . . she just fainted . . . !” “Where . . . how, sir?” “Priscilia, abeg . . . !” began the second nurse as they both wheeled the unconscious girl into the hospital. “You‟ll know what you want to know after we have saved her life!” Michael was closely following them as they rolled into the hospital. He was a very familiar figure to most of the staff in Standard Hospital. It was the only establishment he patronized whenever he was ill and in Lupe. Moreover, one of the doctors, Doctor Christopher, popularly called Dr. Chris, was his very good friend. He halted when he saw Dr. Chris coming towards him. The doctor stopped the nurses carrying the patient on the stretcher and did a brief professional examination of the victim. “She will be okay. Take her to Room 110; I will be with you in a minute,” he announced after a few seconds, then he turned his attention to Michael, who was very eager to explain what had earlier happened to him.

following....brenda fainted becos of accumulated love he had 4 his boyfrd who had now broke up with her. whut a pity!

Hmmm am praying 4 brenda oo

Guys can be something else. He will later regret his actions

just like DAT.... he left her.... faint bcoz she can't what has hpn... like in a dream

I knw dat ur good 4 notin boyfrnd will come beging in future,and it will never be well with him,

hmmm,brenda all would b well,a beta guy is coming,if adams is meant 4 u,he wont leave u

@mecus dey carry go, u neva reach d episode wey i dey. 4nw *gosht mode* tinz

aaah @kingson1 hw come *confused face*

Brendah Eyah!!! ..Michael vhiz should be ya Miss.Riqht,,so act wisely *Followinq*

@pheranmmie041 I was reading it 4rm a page b4 dey stop posting it

I guess Michael hv found his dream gal

brenda dnt worry,a beta man z cumin for u

I love de way dis story is turning up

Come and drop anoda episode pls @mecuze

i can't find episodes 1&2...mecuze...good story!

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Episode 8 The excitement had already cleared away the little effect alcohol had on him. “I see she fainted, but she will be okay. What really happened Michael?” Dr. Chris asked without formerly greeting him. “I was driving along Stream Street when I saw her walking sluggishly, and before I could say „Jack Robinson,‟ she slumped to the ground. So I quickly rushed her here,” quickly said the young man. “Oh, you don‟t even know her?” “No, Chris.” “Well, she is not in any serious condition, but it is important we contact any of her family members, they deserve to be alerted. Just hang around for now let me go inside and make sure she is alright.” Dr. Chris pointed to the nearest empty long seat meant for visitors as he spoke. Fifteen minutes later, the doctor came out. “We have revived her,” he said as he led Michael into his office. “Her name is Brenda Davis. Emotional breakdown is always sad news. Obviously, heartbreak, I guess. She asked that her friend be contacted. This is her cell phone number.” He handed Michael a piece of paper as he sat down on his rather large seat. “She also asked to see the Good Samaritan who brought her here.” “That‟s alright. I will make the call and then we can go in and see her.” Michael reached for his cell phone and quickly dialed the number on the piece of paper. After informing Jane of Brenda‟s condition, and giving her the hospital‟s address, he said, “Let‟s go and see the patient.” Taken over by impatience and concern, Michael had not been able to take a closer look at the girl he had rescued. As he entered the hospital room and saw her sitting on the bed, he knew instantly that he had found the girl of his dreams. Physically, she was everything that he had dreamed of, the smile, the posture, the gentleness that seemed to be her real nature. She looked very vulnerable and there was a sudden urge within him to protect her. She was beautiful, and more importantly likeable. He became more concerned to know what happened to her. What went so wrong that she even lost consciousness? Maybe he could help her. “This is Mr. Black. He is the good man that brought you here when you fainted at Stream Street,” introduced Dr. Chris. “Hello,” Michael quickly greeted. “I can see that you are much stronger and brighter.” “I am really fine now, oh, I am sorry for the inconvenience that I have caused you this evening. Thank you very much for the help. You don‟t know how grateful I am,” Brenda said. “I am actually glad that I was there to help you.” “I didn‟t know what really happened; I just got dizzy and couldn‟t control myself any longer” “It is alright. I thank God that you are fine now. I have called your friend. She should be here anytime from now.” “Oh, thank you, Mr. Black. I can‟t thank you enough.” She was trying so hard not to show her sadness. She couldn‟t still believe that Adam had really left her. What was she going to do with her life once she left the hospital? “Please call me Michael.” Before she could reply, Jane stormed into the room and went straight to hugging her. Brenda held unto her like she was the only precious thing on earth. Michael was quick to notice the steady stream of tears running down her cheeks. This girl is depressed, he thought. I wonder why someone would hurt her; she doesn‟t look like she can hurt anyone. “What happened?” Jane asked her. Seeing that Brenda wasn‟t ready to talk about her problems in front of a stranger, Michael quickly cut in, “I‟d better be leaving. Can I have your contact? I will like to be sure that you are alright.” “Oh yes, emm… Jane, this is Mr.…this is Michael, he brought me to the hospital and also notified you,” Brenda said. “Thank you, sir, I am really grateful.” “It‟s okay.” He collected the piece of paper Brenda handed him. “And you don‟t have to worry about the medical bills; I have already taken care of that.” Both girls were touched by his kindness. And Brenda said, “You shouldn‟t have bothered, you have already done so much for me.” “No problem at all.” He was already walking towards the door. “This is my complimentary card.”

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Episode 9 He handed it to Jane. “You girls should take care of yourselves. I will keep in touch.” He bade them farewell and walked out of the room. He looked forward to seeing Brenda again. * * * Lupe Prison was situated at an isolated area of town. It had a very large compound with a great wall. People dreaded being associated with Lupe Prison, not just because of the general impression most people had about prisons, but because of harsh stories told about this particular prison. The death rate for inmates in this prison was very high mainly due to the harsh conditions inmates faced; here the convicts really paid the prize for the crimes they committed. Most prisoners who successfully completed their tenure in this prison always prayed that nothing ever took them back there. This was where Nimrod James had been for the past four years. A five-feet-nine-inches-tall fellow with muscular physique and mean-looking eyes, Nimrod hated this prison with all his might. He couldn‟t wait to be free once again; to have the freedom to do whatever he liked whenever he wanted. His body system had never adjusted to the life in the prison despite having stayed there for four years. He couldn‟t stop praying to God, if there was one, that time should fly so that he would be free once again. Here he was treated like shit by the prison warders. He was made to eat rubbish and subjected to hard labor every day. Every little offence one did always resulted in severe punishment here. Suffering that could never be compared to the offence. “Nimrod James!” “Who the hell wants to know?” “Your god in here!” Now what? He was chained before stepping out of his small cell when it was unlocked, but before he could react, a baton came crashing down on his head. “What the f***?” “That?” screamed Curtis, the prison guard on duty. “That doesn‟t even compare to what you have just done! Now move it!” And he was pushed forward, jeers ringing out from the other cells as the stoic guards fell in step behind him. Everyone knew about his exploits in Lupe, but then nobody liked getting into trouble when Curtis was on duty! The group stopped before another cell and Nimrod flinched. The prisoner within had cowered to the far corner of the small room when he saw them and Nimrod knew he had every reason to be afraid, yet he still tried to wriggle his way out of the trouble he now knew he was in. “So what have I done now?” Another baton crashed into his back and he doubled over. “Is he the one?” Curtis asked the terrified man inside and thought he saw a flicker of a nod. That was all he needed. “C‟mon James…you‟ve got a date with the sun!” “But – But I didn‟t do nothing wrong!” he tried again. “You fag…!” shouted Curtis, kicking him with vehemence. “No one is your girl in here!” “Wait till I‟m through with this, Sean…,” snarled his victim as he was being pushed away. “Wait till I get my hands on you after this…!” And the young man inside the cell cringed back the more. “You‟ll do no such thing, homo!” bellowed a second guard. “Your new cellmate will be Sean and a camera will be fixed on you from now on 24/7!” “What?” Daylight almost blinded him when he was pushed out into the open and he tried to shield his eyes with his chained hands. The interior was always dimly lit and his discomfort was a direct result of this. A terrible push saw him crashing to the ground and the guards on duty all around him erupted in laughter. “Hey…What – What the hell you doing, man?” he asked Curtis as the no- nonsense warder proceeded to rip his standard issue prison clothes apart with a razorblade. “What the hell you think you‟re doing?” “Putting you back in line, big boy! Now, get up!” Nimrod Effiong Bassey James had to spend his remaining free time that day under the sweltering heat of the angry sun with nothing on and in the glaring presence of everyone he‟d come to hate in Lupe Prison.

Episode 10 CHAPTER 3 MICHAEL GETS INTERESTED JANE came home early from work and met Brenda watching television in the sitting room. Her roommate still looked unkempt and was obviously not concentrating on the program going on. She was absent-minded and oblivious of her immediate environment. This had been her condition since she came back from the hospital five days ago. Jane knew that there was very little she could do to bring her friend out of her depression, but at least she was going to try her best. “I came back early so that the two of us can go out together. We can visit a fast food or any other interesting place,” she gently said after dropping her bag and sitting beside her friend. Brenda slowly looked at her. “Welcome home, but I don‟t want to go anywhere,” she said. “I hope you don‟t mind. I just want to stay at home, that‟s all.” “But you have barely stepped outside since you came back from the hospital. Why don‟t you take some time out? It could change your mood, you know.” “I am worthless; I am just a piece of rag. What do I need to change my mood for? So that another man will see me, convince me that I am his all and all only for me to be dumped like a piece of rag? No, I just want to be left alone.” Brenda‟s situation was getting out of hand and Jane was beginning to think that she won‟t be able to handle her this time. She‟d witnessed two of Brenda‟s previous broken relationships, and sadly, unlike her, Brenda had always had plenty of male admirers but somehow seemed to always fall for the wrong set of guys. Jane had been brokenhearted before but the relationship had not been as deep and intense like all of Brenda‟s three broken relationships and she had found it easy to get over it. Right now, she was in a serious relationship with her wedding date just by the corner. “Oh, c‟mon Honey,” she tried to soot; placing a hand on her friend‟s left shoulder. “You‟ll get over it…he‟s not even as cool as Benjamin!” “Yeah, Benjamin,” the other girl remembered. Her first serious love. “Yeah…that one was sure cute…and treated me like an angel!” “You two had a very rosy relationship,” her friend chipped in, trying to strengthen her ploy. “So rosy that I found myself unconsciously getting envious of you!” And they both laughed at this silly incident in their past. “It was that bad…,” remembered Brenda. You almost hated me for no reason!” “‟Cuz not…,” defended Jane. “I just wanted the marriage to happen.” “But it never did….” And Jane sighed. Another mood swing was about to envelope her friend. Barely eight months into the relationship, Brenda had discovered that Benjamin had gotten another girl pregnant. Without any remorse, Benjamin had accepted responsibility for the baby, shoving Brenda away as if she never really mattered. Jane had been there for her and made sure that she didn‟t allow the breakup to discourage her, and luckily enough, Brenda was strong and gradually got over Benjamin. But the scar still remained, despite her promising herself to be more careful with men. A promise she quickly failed to keep for herself, really. His name was Derek Hunter and he had come into Brenda‟s life four months later. An improved version of Benjamin, Derek was intelligent, smart and handsome. He was also very judicious and with little stress, he was able to convince Brenda to fall in love. Brenda was proud of Derek; he was a very confident man and made Brenda feel secured. Brenda trusted him and relied so much on his sense of judgment. He helped Brenda in living an organized life especially as regards her school activities. The relationship lasted only seventeen months. Derek worked with an oil company and was sent for three months training at a far away city. After a month, he stopped calling Brenda and his number was not available. No effort in trying to reach him worked, but she found out from his work place that he was perfectly alright. Therefore, she decided to wait for him to come back despite her worries. And after three months, Derek had called her to tell her he would be back in a week‟s time, without bothering to explain anything. Fair enough, he came back as soon as the three months was up, but sadly, he had turned into a different person! He stopped calling, claiming to be very busy and asked Brenda not to come around unless he asked her to do so. He never did. “What‟re you thinking, girl?” Jane suddenly asked her, trying so hard to think up another tactic to get her friend out of the house. “Derek?” “Oh, him….” “Do you know I decided to pay him a surprise visit when he came back after those three months?” “Brenda, don‟t do this to yourself,” admonished Jane.

wow interesting story you got here @mecus Following like twiter.

following!!guys ehn!rather remain single biko

Following. Thanks for alerting me @pizzaro

Series of heartbreak..... feel ur pains @brenda

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Men are not always dis bad pls

Worry not micheal z on his way t mend ur broken h@

hmmm .. there's nothing on earth without disadvantages .. d pretty and handsomes baes and dude most of the time end up with the wrong choice while d ugly baes and boos unlike the goodlooking ones have scarcity of admirers but end up getting d best partners ... i believe we have to pass an obstacle to always get to d next level and those ur 3 exes were the obstacles,they were 'trial and error' and they were the ladder u needed to climb to meet mike the psycologist,your own opal .. nice story here

Bring on the next one. Mike has finally found his soulmate in brenda, but its gonna be hard convincing brenda for a chance. Chai... See as oda guys dey take spoil show for serious guys.

Oh sorry @Brenda

Cheerup Brenda dear..u will smile again..Life's all about xperience...u must get a Tale to tell either gud or bad...

Still on my seat

Hmmm, finally u've got the woman of ur choice. Next pls @Mecuze

hmmm..nice story though i didn't start wit u guy bt will continue frm here..

i dey com front sit ooo..hope i no disturb anyone

Following ooo

Michael has found his soulmate yes but it going 2 b difficult 2 get her around plus dat guy in prison james i tink his name z will get in dea way 2 to put sand in dea garri wit milk nd groundnut hahaha. Who hav't drink it oh its so sweet, add cold water incase d weather z hot den u wil see ur self in planet mars*winks* just ask doz in skul abt wot am saying or ask@pizzaro

Sori guys 4 nt posting earlier on. I had sme difficulties

Episode 11 “I really don‟t need to know what happened.” “I found him at home with a lady who was obviously his lover!” “Please, dear . . . don‟t…” “And he surprisingly walked me out, telling me he‟ll see me and work things out! Again, he never did…. Can you believe that – that asshole?” Now, she was so close to tears, and Jane could only bring her close for a consoling hug. Of course, she could remember what happened next. Brenda had cried day and night after all this, going through self- torture. It was only with Jane‟s help that she was able to get over it, although it was never easy. She did get over it eventually. And knowing how hard it was for Brenda before getting over that last breakup before Adam had come along, Jane was sure the present situation was beyond what she could handle. If possible, she knew she would need to get Brenda professional help. God, the girl was turning into a vegetable! She left her in the sitting room and walked into the kitchen, for she was famished. From the look of the kitchen, Brenda had obviously not taken both her breakfast and lunch. Jane became angry. The girl had emaciated badly and would soon be sick if the situation was not properly handled! She left the kitchen to confront her, but heard her cell phone ring and stopped in her tracks as Brenda answered. “Hello?” “Hi, it‟s me, Michael.” “Oh…Michael.” “How are you?” “I am fine; in fact, I am stronger than you can imagine….” “That‟s nice to hear. And how is your friend, Jane?” “She is fine. She just came back from work.” Brenda looked up at her friend, who was observing her from the kitchen door. “I just called to find out how you are doing and make sure that you have not fainted again,” bantered Michael. “No I have not fainted and I promise you that I won‟t faint again,” she replied, trying so hard to sound cheerful. “Ok. One of these days I‟ll come around and see how you are doing…. Perhaps we could go out together and get to know each other better?” Brenda suddenly got angry. “Well, Mr. Michael, I appreciate your kindness, but I will appreciate it better if you forget about knowing us better. I believe you have better things to do; we are equally busy over here.” There was silence. “Well, that is okay. I just want to wish you all the best. I will call you some other time.” The line went dead before she could reply. Of course, she wasn‟t expecting him to do that; she‟d thought he was going to insist. Well, it was all for the best. He‟d better not call again. She casually dropped the phone and fixed her eyes on the television. However, Jane continued to stare at her. It was like Brenda had already forgotten that she was in the house. “Who was that on the phone?” Brenda gave her a boring look. “Michael? He just called to say hi. You remember him? The guy….” “Yes, I remember,” Jane cut in. “Should I bring you something to eat?” “No, thanks.” “Look, Brenda….” She gently sat down beside her friend. “I don‟t like the idea of you not eating anything. Look at you; do you want to starve yourself to death? You are getting so thin and unkempt!” “I am not hungry, Jane. Besides who cares about how I look? I might as well look like a scarecrow, does it matter?” “Yes it does. And you might as well get sick as well! Have you thought of that? Don‟t you think I care about you?” “Jane, I think it‟s best if you stop worrying about me. I promise you that I will take care of myself, just let me handle this my way this time. I will eat when I feel like doing so, but for now, I don‟t feel like eating and there is nothing I can do about it.” “Then let‟s just take a walk,” her friend persistently pleaded. “No. Not now, maybe some other time. Right now, I don‟t feel like doing anything.” Some other time. This had been her language since the breakup with Adam. Jane helplessly left the room. She was seriously thinking about Brenda. The poor girl needed help but she could never help her with this attitude of „handling it her own way.‟ She felt so frustrated that she could not find a way to help her friend. Something had to be done fast before the situation got out of hand. Brenda might turn suicidal. This thought made her more uncomfortable. She could not do this alone; otherwise, her friend would continue to waste. She thought of alerting Brenda‟s parents, but then thought better of it. It won‟t be necessary to burden her poor parents, and Brenda would sure not be happy with her. Her fiancé, Brad Stephens, had not been able to come around to visit Brenda since the breakup because of his tight work schedule. He had not bothered to call either, knowing it would be best if he spoke with her in person, although he made sure he got feedback on the poor girl‟s situation from Jane. Brad liked Brenda. He thought Brenda‟s friendship with his fiancée a very healthy thing for her and had always encouraged it. He was also fond of Brenda because Jane admired her a lot. And of course Jane had spoken with her fiancé about Brenda‟s condition three days ago. He had sympathetically advised her to contact Dr. Chris and allow the doctor to handle the situation. At the time, Jane had thought it a nice idea, but her friend had become overtly hostile ever since she got wind of the entire arrangement.

Episode 12 She came back to the living room, where Brenda still had her eyes fixed on the television. “Brenda, look you…” “Please don‟t start again, Jane!” the other girl quickly cut in. “You‟ve refused to see Dr. Chris ever since I told you I met him some days back…why is that?” “You sure know why, Jane!” snapped her friend, her exasperation very visible. “Don‟t you ever give up? God!” “No I won‟t in your case!” affirmed Jane. “Dr. Chris said he‟ll need to see you, and…” “And I‟ll never see him!” Jane had never expected this vehement refusal from her friend and lost every will to continue the conversation. What could she do now? Brenda had refused to see anyone! Michael. Yes, perhaps she should involve Michael. But wouldn‟t she be taking matters too far? Her friend may not like his involvement, and besides; she was not sure of what Michael could do. Dr. Chris had informed her that he was a Social Psychologist. He should therefore know something about matters like this. Michael had called twice since he left them at the hospital. Jane wasn‟t sure if the young man had feelings for Brenda or not. It won‟t be a good idea to bring him in if he had any intention of asking her out. Maybe he was just concerned for the poor girl he rescued from the street. He had seemed genuinely interested in helping Brenda. Jane was confused. She had sought for Brad‟s advice earlier that morning, but Brad had neither encouraged nor discouraged her. Perhaps she should talk to Michael first and beg him to offer professional help to her poor friend. Even if he intended dating Brenda, she could beg him to keep that aside for now and concentrate only on helping her get over her depression. Jane did not know much about depression, but she had heard about people who had committed suicide or developed psychological problems due to their inability to cope with their depression. She loved Brenda. They had gotten so close right from the first minute they‟d interacted with each other in their first year at the university, and the last thing she wanted right then was for anything bad or worse than this to happen to her friend. She would never forgive herself. “Suit yourself!” she finally said and walked away. Brenda felt her outburst had been excessively harsh and sadly watched the only friend she had ever known for some time walk out of the room with an argument hanging over them both. It did not have to be this way. She cursed her travails for everything. * * * Michael dropped his cell phone and stared at it as if he was seeing it for the first time. Why was she so defensive? Did she actually turn his request to pay her a simple visit down? Dr. Chris had said that she was suffering from heartbreak. The heartbreak must have gotten deep down into her brain. He wished he could see her and talk with her so that he can infer how depressed she was. She really sounded depressed on the phone. Normally, ladies would want to be kind enough to people who helped them or at least pretend to like them just to show they are grateful, but Brenda had politely asked him not to come around. Well, he mustn‟t draw conclusions just like that. Oh God, he really wanted to see her again, but he didn‟t want to visit her without her approval. He didn‟t want to be a nuisance and make a fool of himself. How could he get the chance to get to know her better? He was concerned for Brenda and would really like to know what actually happened. Why would somebody in his right senses hurt such a harmless-looking girl? He wished he could get the chance to know her better, take care of her, and probably start a relationship if things worked out well. Surprisingly Michael had found himself thinking about her since the day he set his eyes on her. A feeling he had not felt for a long time. This was what he had been waiting for and he would do anything within his power to get her attention. The news of the heartbreak could be a good one for him, given his secondary intention, but first, he must get the details of everything that happened to her. Sadly, he was out of ideas on how he was going to get the information he wanted. A sudden knock on his door startled him, and then he remembered that he was expecting a friend. Joel had called him thirty minutes ago and told him that he was already on his way to his house. “The door is open.” He didn‟t have the strength for security precautions. Joel Jackson, a dark short but thick man walked into the sitting room. Joel had a smile, which usually contracted his entire face. A smile that always appeared genuine, but never sincere. He got married six months ago, but was always calling on Michael concerning his wife and how best to handle her. According to him, she seemed to be a different woman from the woman he had proposed to before the wedding! She was becoming more and more difficult every day and the way Joel complained, Michael was not sure the marriage would last two years. Joel worked in the bank. Of late, his work, combined with his marriage, gave him less time to hang out with his friends. Michael‟s complaint about not seeing him often had led to the evening visit.

Interesting...pls Brenda pull urself together..remember,life goes on.

@mecus thumb up . Bt u til neva reach were i dey nw

Heartbreak isn't a gud experience

Ride on guy

Brenda all is well

Hmm so sorry brenda ur man is right knockin on ur door ie micheal

Oh poor Brenda! Dont worked urself up ooo... Life still dey go

Brenda u nid 2 move on

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Brenda. caln down... with dx ur attitude something terrible might hpn

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Episode 13 “Busy boy. Long time, it‟s really nice seeing you.” Michael stood up from his seat to greet him. “How is the family?” “Almighty Mike!” Joel hailed him as they both shook hands and hugged. “My wife is fine. In fact, she wanted to come with me but I found a way to convince her not to. She made me promise to come home early. She is beginning to miss me.” He walked straight to the fridge. “I hope you have some cold drinks in here.” “Definitely.” Joel opened the fridge and took a bottle of small stout. He was wearing sky blue jeans and a tight, long-sleeved red shirt. He looked very smart. “I hope the relationship is improving?” Michael asked as Joel sat by his side. “Well, like you advised me the last time I complained. I have learned to let some things go and make sacrifices for the sake of happiness and peace. My attention to little things is beginning to make her feel guilty. We are both adjusting, something we should have done earlier. I guess learning never stops.” “Yes, with time everything will come to normalcy and you will begin to appreciate yourselves like you have never done. I guess I won‟t have to keep you so long, for you must go home and stay with the wife.” “No, don‟t worry about that. I have already cooked up good reason to be out late. So how is Mr. Bachelor doing? I miss you, man,” Joel said with a wide smile. “Are you still waiting on God to send down an angel for you?” “Mmmmmh…, I might have seen my angel. I met a lady recently but there is a little complication,” Michael thoughtfully replied. “What complication?” “I will be right back.” Michael quickly stood up and rushed to the fridge. He came back to his seat with a bottle of stout. He picked up his remote control and pressed play. R. Kelly‟s music softly wafted out of his Home Theater DVD. Then he quickly told Joel about Brenda. “In fact this girl is a Godsend. She was made for me.” “This is a really complicated one. Depression from heartbreak is a very difficult one. But what can I say, you are the psychologist,” said Joel. “I just spoke to her on the phone, just before you entered. She turned me down when I offered to pay her a visit.‟ “Take it easy now. Why are you rushing her? She is doing what she should do as a woman.” “I don‟t think the problem is that I am rushing her. She is shutting out men from her life because of what she is going through. Joel, I have never stopped thinking about this girl since I saw her. I am almost going crazy.” Joel laughed for some minutes. “This is serious. Mr. Bachelor needs a lady, I can‟t believe this.” “This is not a laughing matter.” “Well, I think you should give her time, and then concentrate on gaining her confidence,” advised his friend. “I just hope that it will not be too late. You can‟t tell the next move of a heartbroken lady.” Michael was almost through with his beer. “Give her some time, maybe a week, and then call her. You are the psychologist, you should know better,” maintained Joel. “Not when you are clouded with emotions.” He stood up to get more beer. “I strongly believe I‟ll come up with a solution. After all she is my Godsend. So what have been happening with you?” He changed the subject as he sat down and handed Joel a second bottle. They talked about a lot of issues for about an hour. Michael enjoyed Joel‟s company a lot whenever he came visiting. “I found out that I was expecting so much from my wife. I kept on blaming her and expecting her to be a perfect person. With your advice, I realized that I sometimes pushed her to the wall. I really appreciate you my friend,” said Joel. He was sipping his third bottle of stout. “She could actually be a nice woman, you know.” “I thank God you are both learning to accommodate each other. Early marital problems are mostly caused by ambivalence couples face when they are trying to overcome marriage phobia.” “I know you are going to make a good husband, I wish you all the best in your endeavor with Brenda.” Joel looked at his timepiece. “Thinking of your wife?” Michael asked. “Yes. I have to leave. I don‟t want her to get worried. I have really spent so much time with you.” Michael walked him to the door and came back into his living room. He felt lonely and decided to take another bottle of stout. Funny, the thought of the unknown Brenda was making him suddenly realize that he really needed a woman in his life. He also decided to watch a movie before going to bed. As he was about to pick up his remote control, his cell phone rang. He answered the call. “It‟s me, Jane, remember me? Brenda‟s friend.” He became both alarmed and excited at the same time. Was something wrong with Brenda? “Of course I remember you. How are you and your friend?” “I am okay but my friend is not. I am so concerned about her that is why I called you. She really needs help and I don‟t know how to go about helping her. I was wondering if I could seek your assistance.” “What‟s the problem? Has she developed any complications?” Michael asked, wondering what the problem might be. “I might be overreacting, Brenda just had heartbreak and she is taking it too hard. I am scared that she might do something stupid. I just don‟t know what to do.”

Episode 14 “Do you need me to come over?” He didn‟t care about what the time said. “No, I was thinking about seeing you and explaining things to you first. Will you be free by tomorrow evening?” “No problem. Do you know Baker‟s Café?” “Yes, somewhere in the middle of town?” “Very good. Be there by 5:00 p.m. tomorrow or do you have anywhere else that might be convenient for you?” “I think Baker‟s Café is alright. But I will only be able to make it by 5:30 p.m.” “No problem. Take your time. I will be waiting.” He dropped the phone. He didn‟t know things had gotten this bad. He wished he could just reach out and help Brenda right away. Well, this was what he had been waiting for. He would not relent in making good use of the opportunity that had just presented itself that evening. He picked up his cell phone, switched off all electronic devices in his sitting room and went into his bedroom. He couldn‟t wait for tomorrow. He must be careful in handling Jane; he must make her trust him. That night he prayed that Brenda‟s situation would not be beyond him and hoped that he would be able to help her. He didn‟t know when sleep took over his consciousness. Brenda was reaching out for him in his dreams. * * * Throughout the next day, he was again made to stand in the sun with nothing on, and he was very tired and famished when nightfall came. Hence, when he was pushed into Sean‟s cell afterwards, he could not even glance at his scared cellmate let alone look for the hidden camera the guards had threatened to put in the cell the day before. He just grabbed the plate of grub they‟d placed on the floor for him and swallowed the food with his hands. Now a bit more oriented, he lay back on the floor and studied the other occupant of the cell. “Hello, Sean…,” he nicely began. “Hi, Nim- Nimrod…!” whispered the scared man. “We meet again…my friend,” he added. “Just don‟t faint on me this time!” Sean was younger than Nimrod, and had a girly air about him. A behavior he had never seen as a bad omen all these years, until now, that is. It had led the older man to him in the first place, and he wasn‟t ready for a repeat performance of that crazy experience they had together the other day. “W-Why did they bring you here?” he suddenly wondered. “So that we can be better acquainted, Sean,” was the sarcastic reply as Nimrod smacked his lips. “Don‟t you like me?” There was no reply to this. “Okay…,” he resumed, crossing his legs, “let me tell you a bit about myself, Sean…that way you will get to know me better, aye?” No word came from the other man‟s mouth and this enraged him. “Aye?” he bellowed. “Aye!” let out an unnerved Sean, his knees buckling as he tried to stay standing. “Good,” his new cellmate went on. “I am vindictive, Sean, and do you know the meaning of the word?” “No, sir…sir!” “It means I am vengeful and spiteful, Sean…it means I‟ll get you before I leave this place for what you did to me, Sean!” “But…,” began the other man. “But what? You made me go through hell for two days, man!” snapped Nimrod. “Or didn‟t you hear I‟m a psychotic killer? Didn‟t any of the other prisoners tell you that? Don‟t you know my reputation here? I don‟t just love the act of killing; I also have a sadistic tendency which makes me inflict so much pain on my victims before killing them! I get so much pleasure from the sound of their painful cries, Sean, the way they plead and die slowly!” “But…,” resumed the sweating Sean, “I never told them about us! You – you must believe me!” “I don‟t believe you!” snapped Nimrod, turning to face him. “You must know I‟m a very organized person, Sean, and hardly makes any mistake in whatever I say, think or do! Therefore, I don‟t believe you, „cuz I think it was you who spilled everything to the guards!” He stood up and drew nearer the poor fellow cowering at the cell‟s corner. “Don‟t think I‟m abusing you, man, cuz you‟ve seen nothing yet!” he coldly whispered and the latter swallowed hard, sweat freely pouring from his face. He was even beginning to whimper. “I grew up in an abusive home, Sean. I hated my father just as his own father hated him when he was alive! I had an elder sister who ran away from home before she was twenty, and you know why? Cuz my father took so much pleasure in beating us kids back then! Sadly, when my sister eloped with a stranger, he concentrated all his beating on me!” Sean was now crying freely. “Oh, please…!” he begged as if for his life. He couldn‟t stand the torture anymore, but his tormentor was drawing even closer. “The old man will beat me for every little mistake and sometimes, he‟ll purposely make me provoke him so that he can beat me again, leaving so many scares on my body in the process!” continued Nimrod as if he was deaf. “My mother was a drunk and never cared about what was going on at home. She would watch her husband almost strangling me to death, and then leave the house to come back late and very drunk!” “Oh, please…!”

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Episode 15 “I grew up becoming my father, Sean! At school, I exercised all I have learnt from him on my classmates. I will beat them and threaten them not to tell their teachers. And as you can tell, I was a very neat and organized young boy, and so was able to deceive the authorities into believing that I was a normal student!” This assertion coming from a roommate was very frightening and Sean wondered whether it was time to start screaming for help, thinking better of this idea when Nimrod quizzically stared into his eyes as if reading his thoughts. “Why…Why are you telling me all this?” he rather croaked. “So that you‟ll know about my first kill, Mon ami!” replied the older man in a lighter mood. “It happened like this…” He was so close to Sean‟s face right now that the other man could smell his breath. “I made a mistake one day and one of my teachers discovered I was a psychotic bully. I was expelled from school and this shattered me. I became hopeless, without any plans for the future, and stayed at home wondering from one place to the other! “But most importantly, Sean, I was also carefully planning on how I was going to get back at my teacher!” he added after some thought. “A year later, I found the opportunity I was waiting for and did not hesitate. I found my way into his house and stabbed him continuously until the stupid old man gave up the ghost! Then I was only seventeen years, Sean!” “Jesus Christ!” involuntarily let out his victim. “Oh, sorry, sir!” he whimpered as an afterthought, and Nimrod slowly nodded, turning away from him but noticing the air he slowly let out afterwards. “Do you know why I have successfully killed more than twelve people to date without being caught, Sean?” “No, sir!” “Because I love my freedom, Sean, and always took time to plan my actions!” he snapped, turning back to a drained Sean. “I was really enjoying my life before finding myself in prison, Sean, and now I need a girl!” “You know there‟s a camera in here now…!” began the other prisoner with effort. “They will come if you start!” “They will do no such thing… they‟re guards – they always sleep while on night duty!” “They will come if I scream!” “Then I will kill you before they get here!” The other froze with unreasonable fright. He was so scared that his knees began to shake again and his body started going through quivering spasms. Nimrod smiled at this and suddenly erupted into wild laughter. “Jeez, don‟t be afraid before your time, my friend. I don‟t think I‟ll need you now…no – not yet!” he tried to allay, albeit with sarcastic venom. “Right now I need to know how to get out of this joint…got an unfinished business with a fool out there in the free world!” “Who…What – How?” stammered Sean, trying to steady his shaking hands. “Once I leave this place, I must get back at the young man who made them get me!” his cellmate coldly replied. “He must die, and not only die, but die slowly and painfully! I‟ll teach the busy body fellow how to mind his own business!” The other man was quiet. He didn‟t know what else to say. Surely the guy must know that the camera was switched on and rolling? Nimrod got up and went to the prison bars. He held unto these and his anger rose a notch. “I wish I can squeeze his neck like these bars right now! Squeeze the life out of him! Make him lose speech…prevent words from coming out of his mouth again!” “The camera…” “I don‟t care!” he snapped, facing his cellmate once again. “Now, pull down and bend over!”. Oh God wat does he want to do again? Wondered dy terrified man

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Hmm guys are nothing but nuisance, they come into your life, pretend to be special and when you've truly fallen for them, they kick you out like gabbage. When i say i dont want to get involved with any guy for now, they think i'm running mad. Continue, its getting interesting

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Episode 16 CHAPTER 4 IN THE STILLNESS OF THE NIGHT BAKER‟S SPOT was one of the most luxurious fast food joints in Lupe, and was mostly patronized by the affluent in town. Its environment had been extravagantly furnished and every nook and cranny of the restaurant was well embellished, giving it a magnificent look. Michael wasn‟t a regular customer to Baker‟s Spot; it was a place one took special people to on special occasions. He was a busy man with less special people and few special occasions in his life. He had actually chosen this joint because of an internal, subconscious desire to impress Jane, which could probably be significant in achieving his desire of hooking up with her friend. At exactly fifteen minutes to six, he walked into the restaurant and easily identified Jane. She was sitting at the table close to one of the windows that graced the front of the restaurant. She probably would have already seen him come into the restaurant. The place was almost empty, but Michael knew that people would soon be flooding in since many were just returning from work then and most of them should be preparing to go out for the evening at that very moment. Jane was neatly dressed in a tight, red gown that stopped just below her knees. The dress fitted her so well that no observer would mind feeding his eyes on her perfectly shaped, slim body. She looked exactly like a model, with a beautiful and smooth oval-shaped face. This beautiful face was clouded by worry, Michael noted as he sat opposite her. Jane couldn‟t help admiring him. She had seen him walk into the restaurant and had unbelievably found herself wishing he could date Brenda. He was dressed in plain black pants and had on a white short-sleeved shirt neatly tucked into the pants to make him look smart. Filled with concern for her friend, Jane had not taken her time to look at him at the hospital. The sight of him right now made her feel confident that she had asked the right person for help. She liked his friendly expression. “Hello Jane,” he greeted as he sat down. “I hope I didn‟t keep you waiting for long. I was delayed by the evening traffic.” “There is no problem at all. I have been here for just three or four minutes. I have not even ordered anything. I must appreciate you for taken out time to help strangers like us. I hope this is not going to be much of a burden to you.” “No, not at all. I will like to be of help.” He made a sign for the waiter and the attendant immediately came to them. Michael ordered a plate of fried rice with chicken and bottled water, while Jane only asked for one meat pie and a bottle of coke. She watched him closely as he started eating, knowing that deep within her, she would love to have him around Brenda. He struck up the conversation before she could take her first bite of the meat pie. “Tell me about Brenda. I am really concerned.” Jane sipped from the bottle of coke before replying. “Brenda just had heartbreak, I mean, her relationship went bad that day before you helped her and she had not been taking the breakup lightly, it has deeply affected her and I am afraid that things might get out of hand if nothing is done to rescue her. That is why I thought I should bring you in; Dr. Chris told me that you have a vast knowledge of human behavior.” “Yes, I do,” he replied, furrows suddenly running across his forehead. “Tell me more.” “Right now she refuses to eat; she has really emaciated and never goes out any longer. She has lost interest in anything and has developed self- hatred; she seems to be blaming herself. Please Mr. Michael, I want my friend back, we can‟t have a meaningful discussion again. I am afraid that she might hurt herself.” Michael was very attentive. “How long have you known her?” he asked. “For about five years now.” “Is there any other reason why she is taking the breakup so badly? Perhaps some things have happened to her in the past that had made her vulnerable to a certain level of depression. Are you aware of any?” He was asking the right questions and Jane knew she was almost going to tell him about Brenda‟s past relationships that very minute. Yet, she hesitated, not sure if she was doing the right thing. And he waited. “I don‟t know…,” she stammered. Michael knew she was holding something back. He had to reassure her. “Listen to me Jane; you don‟t need to be worried about me. I promise you absolute confidentiality here. And I must make you understand that deep within me, I really would love to help Brenda. I am sincerely concerned. I know how breakups can hurt. I know about it and the devastating effect it has on people, especially females who are the more likely victims.

Episode 17 You won‟t like anything bad to happen to your friend and I won‟t like it either.” He stopped and allowed what he had just told her to sink in. Then he continued: “I want to do my best for your friend and I can‟t help you if you refuse to tell me all I need to know.” Jane believed him, but wondered what Brenda would do if she found out that her best friend had told a stranger all about her past. All the same, she knew she had to do all she had to do to help. So she told Michael all about her friend‟s previous broken relationships. She gave him all the details, how they occurred and how she handled them. She told him about how caring these people had all been in the very beginning, and how disappointing they later turned out to be in the end. “Now I understand,” Michael said, nodding his head. He wasn‟t sure if the breakups were Brenda‟s fault or the guys she had dated, but the stories seemed quite true and obviously could happen to anyone. “Do you think that anything concerning Brenda‟s personality could have elicited such reactions from these men?” “No. Oh, Michael, I wish you could get to know my friend better; she is the most humble, most polite, most friendly, well-mannered girl I have ever met! She can‟t hurt a fly. I have known her for five years and I can assure you of her behavior.” “I assumed so. Can I pay you girls a visit? I need to see her so that I can better access the state of her health,” he gently proposed. “Yes, I would like you to come around, but I am afraid she might see you as another threat rather than a friend.” “Don‟t worry, I will be careful. Seeing her is the most important thing now, no matter how she feels about men.” Jane smiled and said. “You know what? You remind me of Brenda. The friendly atmosphere your presence creates. Anyway, when do I expect you?” “Today is Thursday. I will be there on Saturday by 4:00 p.m. I hope that is okay?” “It‟s alright” “For now, always be close to her, try to engage her with any discussion that you think will make her talk. Don‟t share your happy moments with her, you might end up making her feel bad. Show her empathy; just make her know you understand what she is going through.” “Okay.” He picked up his spoon and continued to eat, while she finished her bottle of coke and meat pie. After the meal Michael settled the bill and asked her if she had any other thing to tell him, which could help him the coming Saturday when he hoped to be in their apartment. “No,” she affirmed. They both stood up and walked out of the restaurant. It was already beginning to get flooded with people. “May I drop you off?” he asked. “If that won‟t trouble you…,” she quickly began. “No, of course not!” He dropped her off and headed straight home. * * * Inspector Jack Davison was a thickset cop of average height and could easily be mistaken for a rich business tycoon due to his plushy looks. He was a very sagacious cop with deep-set and intelligent eyes, which made any offender under his interrogation think he could see through his soul. Now he turned to Curtis, who was standing beside him in the security room of Lupe Prison looking at the camera console before them. “So where is Sean now?” “He has been transferred to another cell, sir,” replied the warder. “I‟m taking responsibility for this, sir…it was my idea.” “Pity none of you were awake that night….” “The guy‟s a bastard, sir; he did it even though we had installed a camera in that cell, and – and he‟d been severely punished some time back for it….” “Yet you still placed him in the same cell with the same fellow he attacked?” snarled the inspector. “What the hell?” “I‟m so sorry, sir!” “So where is the fool now?” “Standing naked in the sun, sir.” The inspector pensively nodded. Before him, Nimrod was heaving and grunting like a wild animal in the footage the hidden camera in the said cell had captured the night before. The shot‟s angle hid Sean‟s face, but it was so obvious that the latter was in serious pain, and was even trying to stifle tears. “Any word on the search?” “Nothing, sir…no names or addresses…we‟re still going through his belongings, though.” “Good,” said the inspector, satisfied with the reply. He wondered who had angered this vicious prisoner to the point that he even ignored a security camera placed in his cell and went on to reveal that he was going to kill this person. “Well, the state prosecutor will have to do something about this tape, Curtis,” he told the guard. “Yes, sir.” “We‟ll have to send it to him this morning. I‟ll go with it, myself. If it means arguing in court to keep this Nimrod character in jail for the rest of his life due to this new evidence, then so be it. That should be their problem now that we have evidence, not mine.” “Yes, sir,” agreed Curtis, quickly switching off the footage and handing him the tape. “But make sure you keep him under 24 hour surveillance…I don‟t want him breaking out of here and going on a murder spree!” “Will do, sir!”

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Episode 18 “Good,” the inspector said again, turning to leave the room with the chief warder behind him. “I don‟t think we‟ll find any evidence in his belongings, Curtis…this one is meticulous and careful….” “But we‟ll keep looking, sir.” “Aye, just keep the fool under serious watch… and get him a stronger cell!” Both men passed the cell where Sean and his new cellmate were busy arranging their things, and both prisoners looked up to watch their backs recede in the distance. “Curtis had been of immense help,” began Sean. Barry, his new cellmate, only smiled. “Dude, it was the same Curtis that put you in the same cell with a killer!” he pointed out. “How did you know he has killed before?” queried Sean. “It‟s just rumors, right?” “He-he-he!” laughed the other prisoner. Barry was in Lupe for grand theft, but anybody seeing him for the first time would think he was a pastor or a reverend father. “It‟s no rumor, friend. Everyone in Lupe knows Nimrod and his deeds! I bet he‟s told you of how he killed his teacher, as an introduction, right?” “Yeah, he did…,” agreed Sean. “He always does that to scare his would-be victims first,” continued Barry. “But that story is nothing compared to some other ones he had told us over the years.” “Like which one?” “His having killed his mother and father?” “What?” “Yes, of course,” continued Barry in an authoritative voice. “Swore he did and we believed him, of course! Who wouldn‟t?” “How….Why?” Sean was still aghast. “Why he killed his Dad? He grew up in an abusive home, he says…you should know this,” was the reply. “Yes, I do…but…why should someone kill his own father and mother?” “For the cruelty he got from them both,” replied Barry, smiling. “Took him four years to plan it, he told us… after killing his teacher, you know…. That was his first taste of murder and he enjoyed a gratifying sensation both during and after the act. He knew he had found himself an occupation after killing his teacher, can you believe that? He was going to do it repeatedly, but knew he must make sure he was never caught. He started planning on how he was going to kill his father and mother after that first murder.” “How did he kill his father?” asked Sean. “He did it in the old man‟s bedroom with a cutlass; cutting him all over as he watched him cry and die slowly!” was the grim answer. Then Barry drew nearer conspiratorially. “Nimrod told us he had his first orgasm while killing his father, can you imagine that? Jeez!” And Sean drew back. His imagination was refusing to go the mile with him on this one! It was so obvious that murder was like sex to this maniac and he became even more relieved that he‟d survived the night‟s encounter. What if the mad man had strangled him in that lonely cell after the act? Wow! “Bet you want to know how he killed his mother as well?” enquired Barry, grinning from ear to ear. He didn‟t wait to hear Sean‟s reply to this question, though. “After killing his father,” he resumed, “Nimrod couldn‟t wait for his mother to return, so he left home. However, before leaving town, he went to the bar where she normally drank in the evenings and set it on fire! Nobody saw him in that neighborhood again!” Sean was lost for words. “Yes, man… he burnt her to ashes! His own mother!” “It‟s not funny, Barry!” “Who said it was?” “The guy‟s a bastard! And he was never found out? What even brought him here? Murder?” “Nope! Burglary…can you believe that? Of all things…burglary!” Sean sighed. It would have been good to know that Nimrod was in jail due to murder. That would have meant either a life or a death sentence for him and good riddance to such a wicked soul from society! Again, he sighed. It was always the worst of them that got away! “You, what brought you here?” Barry was asking him. “Me? Oh…rape,” he said without a second thought. “What?” Barry was really surprised. “Rape? Jeez!” “Why…. What‟s the matter?” “And you say you don‟t know why you had to meet Nimrod in your lifetime!” the other prisoner exclaimed. “God was judging you, my friend! Wow! You‟ve raped in your lifetime and yet fail to know why God sent a fag to plug your ass!” “How-How was he caught?” his cellmate quickly put to him, wanting to change the embarrassing subject. “How was Nimrod caught…did he tell you that as well?” Barry was still staring at him as if he was just seeing him for the first time. Who would have thought that this feeble- looking young man would have the courage to rape somebody, probably a young girl who‟d been looking up to him or something? He had to shake himself out of this dazed state with effort before focusing on the question this same rapist had already put to him. “How was Nimrod caught? Eh…yeah I remember that one…about Glen!” “Who‟s Glen?” “Used to be one of Nimrod‟s associates, according to him, that is…. You see, Nimrod told us he survived after leaving his hometown by indulging in petty stealing and moving from one town to another. Soon he joined a gang of thieves and perfected his ruthlessness; murdering anyone he perceived to be a threat. His peers were afraid of him, especially after seeing him commit many acts of murder. To them, he was insane!”

Episode 19 “And? Then what?” “And in the next four years, he consecutively joined more than four different gangs after domineering and getting tired of each one‟s modus operandi.” “Modus what?” revisited Sean, trying to imagine the meaning of the phrase. “Modus operan…I mean…method of doing things…you no go school?” the agitated storyteller broke down in pidgin. “Sorry…just continue…,” he placated. Barry hissed loudly and resumed his story. “He did this until he found himself in Lupe, I mean, the switching of gangs? He joined a gang of intelligent thieves here in town and became influential amongst them within six months…he-he-he! “The leader of the gang, Glen, didn‟t like this development and so he secretly started antagonizing Nimrod. You see, just like the other members, he was terrified of the guy. Even him gang no understand why Nimrod dey kill people the way he was doing,” he said in Pidgin English. “They must have assumed the boy was sick…he-he-he!” “So what happened next?” Sean wanted to know, tired of Barry‟s peculiar storytelling style. “Don‟t get me wrong here,” continued Barry. “Nimrod used to tell us that this particular gang respected him. He was organized and tactical, you see, and he made no mistakes so there was less risk of being caught. The only problem was his over- indulgence in the act of brutal murder, but he seemed to know how to take care of that better, and this they also respected.” “So?” “So with time he got more loyalists and started agitating to be the leader. Glen decided to opt out of the group but Nimrod and the rest of the gang didn‟t see this as a good idea, knowing that if he left, he was going to be a danger to them. So Nimrod decided that the best thing was to eliminate Glen, and one night, he broke into Glen‟s house….” “And?” “And to cut a long story short, he was caught by the police while preparing to kill Glen, and do you know he kind of mentioned a certain witness to the burglary who was Glen‟s neighbor so many times that I thought he was going to kill this guy before getting Glen as soon as he stepped out of prison?” “Why do you think so?” “Why won‟t I think so?” retorted Barry. “This man testified during his trial.” “Oh, I see….” And both men continued their conversation, oblivious of whoever was lying on a bunk in the next cell room. Fortunately, for them, this person was not Nimrod, since the maniac had spent that day standing nude in the sun and lost in thought. Nimrod was still the leader of a nameless gang even while he was in prison. His followers respected him a lot and still waited patiently for his release. Through them, he had gotten all the information about the one person he had wanted to kill ever since he was thrown into jail due to the fool‟s testimony. He had asked them not to let the idiot out of their sight and he believed that they were doing a great job of this, because so far the fellow had shown no sign of even knowing that he was being watched. He couldn‟t wait. He already had enough information about the busybody. They said his name was Michael Black and he lived comfortably at Number 8, Glow Street. An irritating shriek from a guard‟s whistle suddenly jolted him out of this reverie and he realized that evening was fast approaching. It was time to sleep. That night he dreamt that he was forcing a hot, long rod into Michael‟s anus. The young man kept crying in intolerable pain until the dream faded away. * * * Brenda didn‟t stay up that night since she was still very depressed. She decided to retire early, having wanted nothing to do with anybody, or anything, throughout that day. Of course, she was able to take her bath before this and was just about to cover her nakedness with a loose negligee when Jane returned from her meeting with Michael. Quickly, she threw the dressing gown over her head and feigned sleep on her bed just before her friend could open the door to her room and look her over with concern. She felt a little guilty, though, because she hadn‟t come out to welcome Jane when she came in, which was something of a tradition in their apartment. Jane, on the other hand, never noticed anything out of place in her friend‟s room and quietly closed the door behind her when she left, glad that Brenda was at least having a good night‟s sleep. She couldn‟t have been farther from the truth. For Brenda‟s mind was in turmoil even as she lay on her bed trying to mimic sleep. What in the world must have made all three of her former relationships to end in such a devastating manner for her? Why had three young men rejected a romantically mutual agreement with such a wonderful and beautiful girl like her? Somehow, she knew that the answer to this question was the solution to her current situation, but it had so eluded her despite her having racked her brain over and over again for a clue to this one answer her future relationships might well depend on. Of course, she was a lovely woman, full-blown and mature. Every curve of her body screamed voluptuous to the world and every part of her anatomy came measured and in the right proportion, so what the hell was wrong with her that made these three former lovers decide to jilt her one after the other? Sadly, she was yet to find out and hopelessly resigned to her fate.

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Tnkz Dearest @Mecus,Brenda dear worry no more..help is here @last..hope d Michael dat brutal killer Nimrod is planning to kill ain't Our Michael? Na God go punish dat Nimrod..hell awaits u.

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I just hope dat u will give him chance@brenda

Thanks @Mercuze

@mecus continue...ah qat ya back

Welldone @Mecus,hope is nt Micheal dat want 2 help brenda dat u r talking about here oooo

U got no pro swerie......ur prince charming is on His way wit his shining amour

hmmm *adjust seat*

I pray nimrod doesnt get to michael

Micheal u are in great danger o

ok am here

@mecuze ..u shud hv @least aknowledged d original writer of d story @ d beginning..i kno d pain he went through plus the sweat he shed just to put this together .not just for anybody to copy and paste it anyhow.. this is an act of plagiarism and it shouldnt be encouraged.. it would be a kind gesture putting his name there as the author. his sweat deserves the praises and recongnitions not you who only copy and paste it. thanks thanks if you understand me..

Looks lyk Brenda's gonna suffer d greatest heartbreak and depression if eventually she getz along with Micheal only 4 him 2 b murdered by Nimrod when he finally getz out of jail

Relax brenda, dey left 4 d right person who wl cherish u 2 come in

Thanks for the alert @mecuze

Brenda is in for a long-term heartbreak. Men! I dont give them even the slightest chance to step into my life and add more problems to the one i have already. Make men dey their lane abeg, i no send any of them ooo

Wish Michael could help.,.. to heal her wounds...

I jux hope dis Nimrod's plan to kill Michael doesn't come true ooo nd i rilli wnt Michael nd Brenda to be together. Still following. Next pls

Tanks 4 d cal @mecus micheal is realy in danger

I neva said I waz dy author @Saintkenz

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Episode 20 Yet, she could not sleep. Her room‟s window was open and cool breeze wafted in now and then from the garden outside their apartment. Despite the light gown she was wearing, she still felt a bit hot and soon concluded that she needed more fresh air, pulling the thin material up to her waist and turning to lie supine on the bed with her eyes staring up at her ceiling fan. At first, the steady breeze since cooling her wafted in like before, caressing her limbs and torso and spreading to her bosom to calm her racing heart. She parted her long legs on the bed sheets and exposed her inner thighs to the beautiful night air all around her, shifting up the negligee she was wearing to reveal her breasts and chest when it became obvious to her that the heat she was feeling before was slowly dissipating from her body. She was so caught up in the night’s serenity and cool atmosphere that she failed to notice the breeze taking human form near her hips with outstretched arms of air caressing the curves of her behind until it was too late. Suddenly she was violently swung round with one quick stroke and pinned face down to the bed by an unknown force emanating from nothing more than the mild breeze around her. Brenda‟d been jerked wide-awake by this abrupt and vigorous rotation to her person but could not even let out a whisper in her current position since her face was now pushed into the pillow and she was struggling to breathe let alone mouth a screaming protest. Her writhing body was held in position by an unforeseen entity and was so helpless that she could not even resist the obvious upward pull of her negligee by this invisible terror. “Oh, God…please…!” she tried to scream, but got winded by the effort amidst the heavy thumping she could now hear coming from her chest. Since her arms were immovable, she couldn‟t knock something over in order to alert Jane, who was undoubtedly fast asleep in the next room at that unholy hour. And the penetration, when it came, was a very easy one. Her entire body was now motionless with heightened fright as the tension holding her down began pushing in and out of her privacy. Of course she now realized that this had happened before, yet she was not going to blame herself for having forgotten it all afterwards and telling no one. Who wouldn‟t? Such a terrible experience was best locked away in one‟s innermost nook of unconsciousness! The vile thing now violating her must be a figment of her imagination, and for a fleeting moment, she wondered whether she was actually going mad! The thing pummeling her insides was now alive of its own free will and she couldn‟t deny the fact that it was actually hitting the right spots inside her. She suddenly realized that her body had unashamedly taken hold of itself, involuntarily beginning to push her up more vigorously than was necessary, and concluded that she had lost all sense of reason and control of her faculties. Their rhythm together was now in harmony and she tried to push out of her mind any thought of actually enjoying this oppressively horrible episode with terror, itself, to no avail! “Oooooooh! Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah….Pleaaaaseeee!” she found herself moaning when her head was suddenly released from the pillow. It was becoming a joyous occurrence and she couldn‟t resist the sweet tremor continuously shooting up her spine as her aggressor kept increasing the tempo of its aggression. Now she was on all fours, her limbs passionately resisting the forward push she was getting from behind, and then she was ecstatically kneeling upright, her mate brazenly digging into her as her excitement heightened to a crescendo. “Faster! Faster! Faster!” she kept shouting, bracing herself as the ultimate pleasure kept sweeping through her entire being. “Please, don‟t stop… Nooooooooo! Yeeeeeeeeeeeee!” Her orgasm was a quick succession of muscular contractions that built up into an explosion so bizarre in intensity that she was sent rocketing non-stop to the moon and beyond before seeing stars lit up brighter than the sun and filling the void of her womb. Yet it was not over. Her mate was still pounding her insides to shreds. She was now holding on to the bedpost as the structure kept squeaking underneath their weights. The night was going to be a long and drawn out one.

Episode 21 CHAPTER 5 NIMROD, GLEN & THE GANG ALLEN ABU was very distressed. The gang had carried out an operation last night and it had been unsuccessful. They had lost two men in a shootout with the police and one of the deceased was his good friend, Bulus. They had gone to rob a top politician after a tip-off by an informant that the moneybag had in his possession the sum of two million naira in cash and would be taking it away first thing the next morning. The gang had decided to strike before it was too late. However, something had gone wrong during the operation. Badly wrong. Glen, who had led the operation, had given instruction that no one should shoot anybody for any reason. This had led to the escape of one of the security men who alerted the police. They would have shot the man if not for Glen‟s stupid directive. Now, Bulus was dead and there was confusion and fear among members of the gang. Thank God that none of them had been caught alive by the cops, which would have been more disastrous than the situation they were in now. Allen was one of Nimrod‟s faithful loyalists. The psycho had proven beyond reasonable doubt that he was a competent leader. Allen didn‟t understand why Glen kicked against the idea of Nimrod taking over the gang four years ago. All Nimrod‟s operations had been successful, but most of Glen‟s had been a total failure. Yes, it was true that the gang had been Glen‟s idea. Glen had become a thief because of his excessive love for money. He had always loved to meet up to the expectations of his immediate society. He loved to show off and let people know that he was rich and comfortable. He loved the respect money gave people in the society and desperately craved for it. He would do anything to get money, and robbery had been one of his best options. Glen used to have a way of getting firsthand information and had shown so much bravery in leading them on their operations in the beginning, but back then, his leadership was due to his being mettlesome and intrepid. Characteristics that had caused the gang to venerate him in the past, but now, the coming in of Nimrod had made Allen realize that Glen lacked so much in so many ways. Nimrod had proven to be a master planner with no record of any unsuccessful operation. Allen loved Nimrod‟s ruthlessness, his charisma and the fact that he always seemed to know what he was doing. He saw that the gang‟s future would make more sense if left in the hands of Nimrod, which was why he‟d been able to convince more than half of the members to support Nimrod as their leader when the leadership tussle between Glen and the latter was heating up some years back. However, Nimrod‟s indictment had scattered their plans. Allen had been aware of Nimrod‟s plan to do away with Glen and had even asked to assist in the act. But Nimrod had objected, saying that he wanted to do it alone. Allen was very surprised when the news came that Nimrod had been arrested and sentenced to jail for four years, yet Glen was still very much alive. Funny enough, it was Glen who came and put things in order for the gang after Nimrod was sent to prison. Since then they had had more unsuccessful operations than any other time in their entire history together, and were constantly losing members. This could only buttress the fact that Glen was incompetent. Funny enough, the idiot seemed to have forgotten that Nimrod had only four years to stay in prison. He must be thinking that four years was eternity since he had always acted as if Nimrod never existed all this while! Of course, Allen knew that Glen was aware that he visited Nimrod occasionally but chose not to talk about it. He also knew that this temporary leader of theirs was aware that they were watching Michael, and yet chose not talk about it. That was the basis for his incompetency. Always neglecting little details, thereby making silly mistakes. Nimrod had to be made aware of Bulus‟ death and Glen‟s recent activities as the leader of the gang. He must know what to expect when he comes out of jail so that he wouldn‟t come out unprepared. Allen wasn‟t taking Glen‟s silence for granted, since the guy could be nursing some plans in his mind, and probably might have already prepared himself very well for Nimrod‟s release in a few weeks time. Hence, he looked forward to visiting Nimrod that weekend. They had many things to discuss. * * * Brenda was in the sitting room when she heard a knock on the door. She was sure it was not Jane because Jane had gone shopping a few minutes ago and the knock pattern was not right. All through the other day, Jane had tried cheering her up by telling her different stories, but she had only succeeded in making Brenda smile a couple of times, thereby saving the day‟s tears. Brenda had formed the habit of crying bitterly whenever she was alone, but today she‟d discovered that this was not the case. And she kept wondering whether this had anything to do with her mysterious nightly encounters, which were getting more interesting and adventurous. Good thing that Jane didn‟t know anything about it, else she would have started pushing her to go see a doctor by now! Well, at least she now knew why all her ex-boyfriends had left her in the past, and that was really helping her fight this impossible depression of late. Giggling, she wondered how Jane could find it possible to sleep in the night with all the ecstatic screaming and ribald talk that went on in her room every other night! It was all so…daring and new! This morning, Jane had asked her not to do anything. “Don‟t worry, I will serve you throughout today, all I want you to do is to have your bath, look nice and relax.” Brenda was also surprised at her friend‟s insistence that they go to the saloon and get themselves a complete makeover. “I am okay like this; I am not interested in any makeover.” But Jane wouldn‟t take no for an answer, so she had accepted. Now she opened the door and was surprised to see Michael, looking devilishly handsome in front of her. He was the last person she was expecting. She‟d berated herself for some days afterwards when she succeeded in turning down his request to pay her a visit on the phone. Now what was he doing showing up in her front door? “Mr. Black, I am surprised to see you. Please come in,” she said, casually. Michael followed her into the living room and sat on one of the empty sofas. He wasn‟t there to talk much. He‟d come to observ

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Nice one . Maybe brend have spiritual husband

Nice one . Maybe brend have spiritual husband dat y his boyfrnd normally leave her

I tink brenda has a spritual husband wat she nids rite nw is prayer...tanks 4 d @mecuz

Tanks 4 d cal @mecuze

Hmmm...rilli dunno wad to say abt Brenda's nightly encounters ooo...jux watching shaa ooo

Nyc one..

uh...brenda pls give micheal a chance

@Mecuze tankz 4 d signal,u're doin a pretty job here

Hmmm... Brenda case is mu of a spiritual case dan psycological

**observing tinx.,,,,

Blenda z aving a spiritual problem

Her case z spiritual.... dat z only reason DAT z y her boyfriends leave her.... only prayer can save her...

Hmmm, following, no comment 4 now

Oh my God! Brenda ve gat a spiritual problem and dats wah affecting her.

Hmmmm,all guys are not dsame...and u can't be a satisfy woman without a man@aarti (i think am liking u more and more o,maybe we are gud with each other @aarti lol

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Episode 22 She was neatly and casually dressed in a black three-quarter and a small pink-colored T-shirt. Jane was right; she had emaciated and looked so fragile. He warned his instincts not to allow sympathy to take over empathy. The sight of her as she opened the door, her gentle feminine voice, the way she‟d walked to the sofa and her whole attitude all got the whole receptors in Michael‟s sense organs alert and excited. He deeply felt he was falling in love with this girl. “Forgive my visiting you without prior notification. I was just passing by and decided to check on my patient,” he said. “You didn‟t have to bother yourself. Like I told you on the phone, I have long recovered from the faint and since then, have remained in sound health.” “Yes, I wanted to see for myself and…” “I hope you are satisfied Mr. Black,” she cut in, smiling. He looked around the apartment, obviously bent on ignoring her pleasant rudeness. “Please call me Michael. Nice apartment you‟ve got here. Where is your friend, Jane?” “She went for shopping,” she said. Michael had expected this kind of reaction from her. He looked into her eyes – they were empty, far away and disinterested. “Honestly, Brenda, I am not satisfied with the way you look…so pale.” “Thanks for your observation, but I don‟t think you should allow it to concern you,” she said, still pleasant but very rude. “What do you do for a living, Brenda?” He changed the subject. She didn‟t expect the question. She was actually expecting a reaction to her rude answers. “I teach in a primary school while on job-hunt. Right now the schools are on holiday.” “Holiday, right? So how do you spend your leisure?” he gently asked. “All alone. I like being alone, Mr. Black, forgive me, Michael.” “Alone? Isn‟t that unfair to so many people out there who would have benefited from you company?” “Michael, I must appreciate you for your help a few days ago. I am afraid that that is all I can do and can‟t pay you back in any other way,” she tried to assuage, again hating herself for the rude nature of this reaction. “I am not asking you to pay me anything, I…” “What do you want from me, Michael? Friendship? I can‟t even afford that now!” Brenda was beginning to wonder where all the rude remarks from her were coming from. He continued to observe her. God, she was beautiful. Then he said. “Brenda, people meet people at different circumstances. Ours was very unique. I can still see you falling by the side of that road. I remember being so alarmed and carrying you to the car, and since then, something deep within me wants to reach out and be there for you. I don‟t know what you might have gone through in life but I want to be your friend, a real friend. I want to carry your burden just the way I carried you to that car.” “I am not in need of help,” she replied. He sounded very honest and true. But isn‟t that how they all sounded at first? She must be on her guard for this one. “You can actually help me by leaving right now, Michael. I want to be alone.” Of course, she was reacting exactly the way Michael had expected her to. “Yes, I already wanted to leave.” He stood up. “Tell Jane I called and have a nice day, Brenda.” He was just about to open the door when Jane walked in. “Hi, Jane I was asking Brenda about you. She had been nice company. I am just about leaving, see you some other time. Bye.” “Alright, Michael. Sorry I wasn‟t around. Bye,” said Jane. He walked out of the house. He was going to map out a new strategy after talking to Jane on the phone again. * * * Jane was confused. She didn‟t know what happened between Brenda and Michael. She wished she had come home earlier to witness their conversation. She looked at Brenda who was just staring at the television. She looked angry. “Are you alright?” she wanted to know. “Yes. I am okay.” “I wish I was here when he came. I hope he did not upset you?” This as she walked over to sit down close to her friend. “As a matter of fact, he did.” Brenda was holding back a smile, but this her friend had no inkling of. Served her right for setting her up with Michael! she thought, thinking that Jane was trying to make them lovebirds. However, Jane was alarmed. She had trusted Michael not to upset Brenda. This was a big disappointment. “How?” “I asked him to leave,” Brenda said, ignoring Jane‟s question. “I don‟t want him to come here again.” “What happened, Brenda? Why don‟t you want Michael to come back again? I thought he was a nice guy and he said you were nice company.” “I don‟t want him or anybody to come around. I just want to be left alone.” And all of a sudden, she began to sob! That was surprising even to her. What in the world had gotten over her? “Brenda, can you please tell me what Michael did to you?” pressed a very anxious Jane. “It‟s not about Michael. It‟s about all men. I am tired of falling victim, I am tired of being used and dumped. He was being so nice and that was more upsetting because I know he will want to deceive me again.” “Did he ask you out?” asked her puzzled friend. “No, he said he wanted to be a friend, but I know he has a hidden agenda. He acted so real and I hate him for that. Please I don‟t want him coming around anymore.” “That‟s alright,” said Jane, bringing Brenda to her bosom. At least she was communicating with her. “Let‟s forget about Michael for now and talk about something else.

Episode 23 I bought you your favorite biscuit.” She searched through her bag and brought out a packet of Cream Crackers. “Thank you, Jane.” Brenda collected the biscuit, opened it and picked one out. “Can you get me a cup of water, please?” Nodding, Jane immediately left for the water. She was puzzled. She wondered what Michael might have really done to her friend. It had gotten Brenda angry, yet it had brought her out of her shell. Handing her friend the glass of water, she watched her drink and eat the biscuit with appetite for the first time since the breakup with Adam. “He said that I looked pale and I am sure that he might have noticed that I have grown thinner!” complained Brenda. “He said that? What else did he say?” “He said he wanted to take away my burden, he sounded so caring.” “And what was your reaction to that?” Jane probed. “Nothing. I just want to be left alone.” “Did he tell you how beautiful you looked?” “No.” Brenda looked up at her, puzzled. “Why?” “Nothing.” Jane was lost in thought. After some seconds she said, “Brenda, don‟t you think it‟s time you put the past behind you?” I know it is not easy but you just have to try. I know you loved Adam, but given what he had done to you, isn‟t it obvious that he is not worth all this stress? You shouldn‟t be antagonistic to guys especially someone like Michael. Be friendly to him at least for his kindness towards you. I am not saying that you should just open up to anybody but you need to stop acting like a child and be the nice girl you are. God knows what you want and I am sure that he will give it to you. I don‟t like the idea of you wanting to be alone; it shows my Brenda has accepted defeat. Everybody needs love. Show me anyone who rejects love and I will show you a disturbed person. Don‟t you have hope that sweet love might come some day?” “I do.” Brenda‟s reply was innocent enough. “Then fantasize about it instead of dwelling on the past.” “What do I do, Jane? I am so confused. I….” And she stopped short of opening up about her new nightly experiments. “You are now more experienced than most girls out there. Use your discretion, carefully make friends and follow your heart. Open up your heart and I believe true love will come.” “Oh, Jane, why can‟t I have a perfect relationship like you and Brad?” mused her friend. “Now there you go again. You must have to stop complaining and be strong.” Jane had made sure that her relationship with Brad was seldom mentioned since the breakup. This had been one of the reasons she had not really encouraged Brad to come around. She had hoped that Brenda does not take the fact that her relationship was more successful into cognizance. That evening Brenda was different. At least, she cheered up a little. Jane didn‟t know if she should give the credit to Michael or herself but she was sure something about Michael had influenced the change.

Hmmm,pls brenda u ave to tell jane abt ur spiritual problem

Looking

Looking....thankz 4 d call @mercus

Brenda u nid 2 open up 2 michael

Brenda U have to take thinqs easily. Please let qo of ya past and look forward to the future. Next pls.

@Mecuze am here thanks 4 d iv. May God av mercy on u Brenda

feeling this story .. but who on earth is the rapist?

Bren... U got 2 let go of d past n also disclos ur nightly encounter 2 a pastor

Tell Jane abt ur night experiences pls so dat u both can knw wat 2 do

Michaels visit was actually helpful. Sometimes bitter truths told does wonders. I'm just worried about the nightly sexual experience and the fact that the gang is watching Michael.

Hmm brenda you need to move on Nxt plx

Brenda jux forge ahead nd forget ant d past. Choose ur frnds wisely nd be so tactful in doing so. Tell ur frns abt ur problem. I think dis will help. Ride on pls @mecuze

Brenda jux forge ahead nd forget ant d past. Choose ur frnds wisely nd be so tactful in doing so. Tell ur frns abt ur problem. I think dis will help. Ride on pls @mercuze

followinggggggg@mecus tanx for d call

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Episode 24 CHAPTER 6 BRENDA AGREES ON A DATE MICHAEL drove straight home, changed into something that suited the evening, and went straight to Suzie‟s Bar, where his friends were waiting for him. He was excited; the image of Brenda remained constant in his memory. If she thought her hostility was going to stop him from trying to woo her, then she needed to get her head re-examined. How could he possibly allow such an angel to slip past him? That was not possible! He was going to see the end of this quest. He would call Jane in the next four hours and her reaction on the phone would tell him his next move. Susie‟s Bar was already bubbling with people. It was a weekend and everybody wanted to get a feel of it. There were lovers and friends, old and young and there was so much excitement in the air. Michael located his friends and went straight to them. There were three of them and Michael joined them. None of them was drunk yet. They had a long night and were not in a rush. He cheerfully greeted them all with a handshake and sat down. The evening began. After some hours, Michael could feel that the alcohol was beginning to intoxicate him; he decided to call Jane before it was too late. “Hi Jane. Please tell me how Brenda is doing.” “Surprisingly Brenda is doing well. Your presence had stirred her blood and she is not as moody as she had been in the last six days.” “That‟s nice to hear. She walked me out of the house, but that is okay and expected.” “Oh! I am really sorry, I really appreciate your understanding. Something you did or said got her upset but it gave me the opportunity to talk to her and I thank God that everything is turning out positively. Right now she is sleeping like a baby, I hope she won‟t relapse by morning.” “No matter what happens we will always be there for her. You said you talked to her and she listened?” he asked getting more excited. “Yes.” “I will still like to come around tomorrow,” he suggested. “Do you think that that will be a good idea? She specifically said that she didn‟t want to see you again.” “Don‟t worry, I have some plans,” Michael said, feeling a little bit hurt by Jane‟s honest statement. “We have to manipulate her to get the desired result.” “Alright, but you may not meet me at home. I have a date with my fiancé tomorrow and I am sure it is going to take the whole day.” “That‟s okay; I will make sure I give you situational report.” “Okay, bye.” Michael dropped the phone, smiling. He liked the news from Jane; it gave him hope. He couldn‟t wait for tomorrow. It was time to get high so that time could fly. “Hey guys, we need more bottles on the table,” he said, signaling the bar waiter to come around. His friends were already in high spirits and were discussing amongst themselves; so they never noticed his excitement. * * * Brenda was less pale when she woke up the next morning. Even though she refused to go to church with Jane, the latter could see that she had not relapsed back into her deeply depressing state. Jane did not pressure her or even sound disappointed when she refused to go to church with her, rather she agreed and accepted that it was okay. “Why do you think Adam decided to quit such a blissful relationship with me?” “That, Brenda my dear, is one thing I cannot tell you, but what I do know is that whatever was the matter, it surely wasn‟t your fault. I believe it all had to do with his own inadequacies,” she tried to point out as she dressed for the service. “Perhaps I am not as pretty as he desired any longer. Perhaps he had met some other prettier girl who had caught his fancy,” continued Brenda, knowing that she wasn‟t even sounding convincing to herself. The real reason must be that Adam had discovered her one night making love to an unforeseen entity and must have surely been freaked out by this revelation! She hadn‟t told Jane about her nightly visitor yet, because she didn‟t know what the other girl‟s reaction to the whole sordid affair would be, hence, part of her asking all these questions now was that she didn‟t know how to reveal all this to her and was just trying to justify this behavior. At least, she‟d started talking. A good development, thought Jane. “No, Brenda, I don‟t accept your theory. You are still very pretty, more pretty than Adam could ever imagine. In fact, you are so pretty that I think God is preparing you for somebody better than Adam,” she pointed out again. “I wish I can believe you.

Episode 25 I don‟t have faith in myself any longer,” Brenda sadly said. “Try harder and it will never let you down,” Jane told her as she put final changes to her makeup. “Thank you very much, Jane. I don‟t think I would have survived this without you.” “Just promise me that you are going to be a good girl. Have your bath, eat and be cheerful before I come back from service.” “I will, Jane, I promise.” Then Jane gave her a warm hug before leaving for church. When she came back later that afternoon, she was glad to see that Brenda had cleaned herself up, looking both fragile and charming. Brenda was busy preparing lunch. “How was the service?” she called out from the kitchen when she heard Jane enter. “Lovely. I had a swell time with God.” Brenda smiled to herself and looked up as Jane walked into the kitchen. “I will have to leave you immediately after lunch. I have to meet Brad before 2:00 p.m.” Jane wished she could take her words back. The smile went off Brenda‟s face at the mention of Brad. “You‟re really going to have a nice time, Jane. You are such a lucky girl. Oh Jane, I really loved Adam. He was such a perfect lover. Why would he hurt me this way?” She looked at her friend and realized that she was feeling guilty. “I am sorry Jane, I really wish you a nice time.” After launch, Jane left Brenda at home. She was glad that Michael had promised that he was coming around. If not, she would have postponed her date with Brad. Of course, he would have understood. She was very confident that Brenda was in safe hands with Michael, so she went ahead with the day‟s plan. Jane thought Brad looked perfectly handsome in the black suit he wore to church earlier that day, but looking at him now in just black jeans and a sparkling white T-shirt, she was sure that her man did not need to rely on clothes to look handsome. Brad was light in complexion, 5.6 feet tall and had broad shoulders. He was a very hairy man, but always left just a little hair on his chin. He was the most romantic man Jane had ever met. She had met him through a family friend of hers and he had not seemed a romantic person at first, but she soon found out that he wasn‟t only romantic, he was also funny, caring and fun to be with. As an attorney in his father‟s law firm, Brad did not confirm the impression Jane had of lawyers. She had always perceived lawyers to be proud, hostile and selfish but Brad proved her wrong. “I still feel very guilty for not coming around to see Brenda all this while, you know,” he now quipped. “You would have waited for me to come over and pick you.” This as he allowed her into his living room. “I know how you feel, honey, but I am more worried about how Brenda will feel seeing the two of us looking happy together. I thought it best for you to stay away and we both avoid displaying any form of affection around her.” She didn‟t want to sit down; he was supposed to take her out. “What are we doing here? Are we not going out again?” she asked with a little impatience. Brad suddenly looked at her. “Easy girl, I have been waiting for you all day. I thought you should relax a little before going out. But… I am ready!” Instead of going out as she had earlier suggested, Jane sat down on the sofa. She looked a bit pale. “What‟s the matter, honey?” Brad asked with a serious note of concern in his voice. He walked over to her and sat by her side.

Hmmm... Lem me c wat brenda wil do on seeing mike.I hop he didn't pissed her off

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R u pregnant @Jane

Interesting... Ride on

Tankz 4 d call @sonshine . Next plz

@sonshine thankz for mention, sha am yet to catch u guys

Tnkz @Sonshine,Brenda seriously needs a serious deliverance section from God..dat Unseen evil force is really ruining her life,d earlier she opens up,d Quicker d solution.

Wow, nice one,

Thanks swerry @Sonshine

Brenda! You need to relay this your love making with an unforseen being to someone oooo cos it's very strange and weird. Jane thanks for such a care for a friend. Michael, wish you a good time when you visit Brenda later

brenda nids to forget d past nd forge ahead.Wel for er experience at 9t,if she cnt tel er fwend cos its kinda absurd to admit,let er c a pastor. Mike,pls b watchful of activities around u or betastil watch nd pray

I wish nt 2 say out who i tink z dz BRENDA's night rider,let just keep it 2 ma self 4 nw hahahaha i knw som pple r wishing i said it out*WINKS*

hmmm..a cote says:love come to those who still hope although dey ve been hurt nd betrayed.so giv me a [email protected] nid to do smetin abt ur midnight experience

@sofia dearie n odas,u r al welcom,wat r frnds 4?

hmmm..a cote says:love come to those who hope although they av been hurt nd betrayed..@brenda give micheal a chance nd find smetin to do abt ur midnight experience

interesting..following

nice 1@mecus

Gud one

Brenda, u need to tell somebody about DX ur nightly experience or much better c a pastor for DAT.... Mike don't upset her fragile self

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Episode 26 “I am really worried about Brenda. I can‟t imagine the trauma she had gone through all these years in the hands of the men she had given her heart to. I sometimes wonder how I would have survived if it was me.” “How is she doing now?” “Well, like I suggested to you, I‟ve arranged with the Good Samaritan, Michael, to meet her and cheer her up. She still looks shaken, but is now more outspoken since the last time he came around and stirred something within her. I just hope he helps out, I am helpless.” “You said Mr. Michael is a psychologist?” Brad asked. “Yes, I hope he does not allow his emotions to overtake him. He seems to know what he is doing, but you can‟t always trust men.” “Look, sweetheart, it won‟t do you any good to beat yourself up because of Brenda‟s situation. You are doing your best and I am sure Brenda appreciates it and understands. I believe she will come out of her situation with time, but there is nothing you can do for her right now. I would have really wanted to hang out with both of you, though. Why don‟t we go pick her up?” “Don‟t worry honey, I don‟t think it will be healthy for Brenda to see us, I know what I am talking about. You know I can‟t stay around you without displaying my affection, and this will end up breaking Brenda‟s heart the more. Besides, Michael will be coming around today; I want to believe that he will give her a good time,” she said. “Alright, while Brenda is having a good time, why don‟t you stand up and enjoy today with me? I have got a special treat for you today, you know?” And he playfully dragged her up. She smiled and walked with him towards the door. “Where are you taking me to?” “That will be my big surprise.” They walked side by side out of the house. Jane tried to push the thought of Brenda out of her mind and concentrated on having a nice time with Brad. * * * At exactly 3:17 p.m., Brenda opened the door in response to the knock on the door. At first, she thought it was an angel. Michael was dressed in a long white kaftan; he looked as handsome as ever. Brenda was very surprised at his sight. “Michael!” she exclaimed. “Hello, Brenda,” he greeted and walked into the sitting room, leaving her dumbfounded at the door. She closed it behind her and walked slowly towards him, obviously confused. She walked very slowly, calculating every step. He couldn‟t help but admire her. They both stared at each other for some time. “Have a seat.” She pointed to the nearest empty seat. Jane was right, she looked brighter than yesterday. “I actually came to apologize for yesterday. I know I probably spoilt your day. Accept my apologies.” “Who said you spoilt my day?” she asked with a little curiosity. “I can‟t remember telling you that yesterday before you left.” “I thought I did, judging from the way you asked me to leave.” “I am sorry for asking you to leave. I guess I overreacted.” He was shocked at the apologetic response. She was really doing fine. “It‟s okay, I understand.” He shrugged, and then said, “Are you alone?” “Yes, Jane left for her fiancé‟s place a few minutes ago,” she replied as she sat down. “So what are you doing?” “Nothing.” “That means you are idle.” It was both a statement and a question. “You can say that again.” “The idle mind, they say, is the devil‟s workshop,” he said, watching her. She smiled and said, “The devil had long ago stopped using only the idle people, he now uses busy people like you.” He returned her smile. “I guess you are right. That‟s the reason I went to church today; to avoid the manipulations of the devil. I promise you I won‟t allow the devil to use me as a workshop.” “Nice to hear that you go to church. Sorry, I have not offered you anything.” “Actually, I would have preferred we go out together. We can go to a fast food restaurant. There, we will have a lot to choose from. How about that?” he asked, praying within himself that she would accept. She remained quiet for some seconds as if she was in a dilemma. Surprisingly she said, “Just give me some time; I‟ll like to change into something similar to what you are wearing.” She stood up and went into the bedroom, and he quietly let out an air of relief. As Brenda changed into something traditional, she felt like it had been ages since she‟d had a nice time. Her senses tried to warn her not to go but she was bored and was actually tired of just staying at home. She came out fifteen minutes later dressed in a black local material, sown into a simple blouse and trouser. She wore light makeup and her new hair was still glistering. “I am ready,” she announced, spreading her hands wide open. Michael felt like hugging her, but rather resisted the urge. They worked out of the building and drove off in his car. Baker‟s Spot was bubbling. The atmosphere was livelier than Michael had ever witnessed.

Episode 27 It was in harmony with the way he felt inside; elated, as he walked into the restaurant with Brenda by his side. They looked so conspicuous in black and white native attire and people couldn‟t help admiring them. It was like they were meant for each other. They sat on an empty table that a couple just left and Michael signaled to the waiter, who came around and showed them the menu list. He gave it to Brenda to make her choice, and she ordered vanilla ice cream and hamburger. He did the same thing. “Do you like it here?” he asked her while they waited for their order. “Yes,” she said, looking around. “I have been here a couple of times with ….” And she stopped, looking pale. “Never mind.” “I was informed at the hospital the other day that you are going through heartbreak. I want you to know that I understand the stress people go through when someone they loved and gave their heart to breaks it. But I want you to understand that seventy out of hundred relationships are likely to break up, therefore you mustn‟t blame and pity yourself when your affair comes to an end. A good relationship comes through experience and patience. The best thing for you is to be strong for your own sake and get over it as soon as possible.” He was very gentle. “Easier said than done.” “Yes, it is difficult but not impossible. First of all, I believe that we start the process of self healing by talking about it to someone who cares. This gives you the opportunity to reduce the burden of pain, and ease the emotional wound.” “Thanks for your sweet words, Adam; sorry I meant Michael! Right now, I don‟t want to talk about my past miserable relationships. We might as well talk about it some other time. Please, I hope you understand.” “It‟s alright, I really understand.” At least there would be another day, he thought. The waiter brought their orders, and when he left, Brenda turned to him. “Can you tell me why you keep coming around to see me?” He was caught off guard by that question. He didn‟t know what to answer, and then she said, “Please be honest with me. Do you want me to be your girlfriend? Are you sexually attracted to me?” “Brenda, I think that is too early for me to say now. Presently I am more concerned that you recover from your depression more than anything that I might feel for you. I can‟t deny that you are a pretty girl, but I don‟t want to let that come into my concern for your psychological health at the moment.” “Then, promise me that you will never ask me out. Promise me that you will never ask me for my love or make me fall in love with you.” He was handsome and desirable. Most girls would quickly fall for his charms and she was not an exception, but the only way she could resist him was if he didn‟t pressure her to fall in love with him. “Just take me as your friend and nothing more.” He couldn‟t make such a promise. “That is not important and necessary for now, Brenda. I know you must have really loved you boyfriend and it is not going to be easy for you to get over him. I am definitely not going to use that as an advantage over you. I am just here to make sure that you recover from depression, every other thing is secondary, okay?” She immediately realized that he could easily make her forget about Adam. “Alright,” she agreed. “And thanks for…for being there for me.” He nodded and picked up his burger. She did the same thing, and they ate in silence. “Do you have a girlfriend?” she suddenly quipped. This girl was full of surprises, he thought. “No,” he answered. Knowing that she was going to ask why, he quickly said, “And I don‟t have a reason for that, I also really don‟t want to talk about it.” He knew it would be of no use explaining; she could start thinking the story was one of his tricks to see him as being „available,‟ another local slang for „please consider me.‟ She got the message and kept quiet. Deep down within her, she wanted to really know all about his life. “Have you heard from your boyfriend since then?” “No, and please he is not my boyfriend, you refer to him as my ex.” “Okay. He is probably somewhere, regretting his action,” Michael said. “I don‟t think I care any longer,” she firmly said. “Are you sure?” he asked; actually glad to hear that from her. “Yes I am sure. Right now I am doing my best to forget about him and I will succeed, no matter the cost.” “You can do that easier if you get yourself busy, rather than stay alone at home, especially now that schools are on break.” “What do you suggest?” “You could go to the cyber café, there you can browse, chat with people, meet people and do other interesting things with the computer.” “That‟s a nice idea, thanks,” she listlessly said. Michael was sure that Brenda was not going to bother herself with this idea. He was going to call Jane to persuade Brenda to involve herself with something interesting. “So tell me about yourself,” she began. He told her everything about himself, except anything that had to do with his love life, since he had none. Then they bought more ice creams and he took her to a nearby recreational park, popularly known as Flower Park. It was one of the only two recreational parks in Lupe. Flower Park was the smaller of the two.

I reali luv Michael wisdom n gentle,he's a psycologist indeed. *** @Mecuze tankz 4 d signal.U'r doin a gr8 deal here.Ride on

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@sonshine everybody dor knw say Sofia na UR love no dy announce am lyk news.... tankz for iv :mrgreen:

@mecuze nd @sonshine tankz 4 d call . @mike u are a good psycologist

@Pemamezi u don start 2 jealous abi? Mayb bcus u nid 1 seh?

find me one na... @sonshine

Am ere tanks @mecus

Lovely....nyc work nd ride on @mecuze

@Pemamezi I'll find 1 4 u,bt u knw dat notin goes 4 notin n notin z free evn at freetown,sinc u'r ma frnd I'll mk it simple.Wat r frnds 4? *** Dese r wat u mst gv b4 I do dat... 5 she goats,3 he goats,5 hens,3 fowls,8 tubers of yam,2 bags of rice,fresh tomato 1 bag,tin tomato 5 cartons,grandnut oil 50 litres,kerosene 20 litres.Note:u must bring dem b4 25 Dec 2015

Thank @sonshine,nice one

@sonshine and I also av ma request..... for me to do dat U must promise to gv me d gal am eying no Maya wat.... d gal is Sofia...

oh oh @promzy wen u go recover ur register na

This is really interesting

Michael... Love Ur tactics.... Good in what u do

@mecuze.... tankz for calling

@Pemamezi,den u'll nid 2 bring new items

@ele1....hopefully on Monday.... i would surely meet up....

@ele1

Tanx 4 d mentiön am greatful @sonshine and @mecuze michael go ön,blenda z all urs

Micheal Black, are u not on Nimrod's list of killing? What if eventually Brenda fall inlove with u and u got murdered,how will it be for the heartbroken Brenda? @Mecuze @pizzaro, thanks the iv, i finally meet up.

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Episode 28 They relaxed on one of the concrete seats. The evening itself was romantic. “Can you tell me the bravest thing you have ever done?” Her tone was childish and Michael liked it. “There are two of them. But for now I will tell you only one, I promise to tell you the other one at the right time.” “Okay, I am all ears.” Brenda was a good listener. “Four years ago,” he began, “I was still doing my Masters then. I had a neighbor and his name was Glen. Glen was a very rich young man and he loved showing off his wealth. I never knew his source of income and whenever I asked him what he was doing for a living, he would tell me to forget about it, saying that his business was too risky and he wouldn‟t go around telling people about it. “Glen was very nice to me, though, and he never hesitated to come to my aid whenever I was in need. I liked him and he liked me too but he made sure our friendship didn‟t pass a certain level. He was obviously a turbulent person and I didn‟t understand how an individual with such a personality could be so rich. He believed so much that money ruled the world, and he once said that he could do anything for it. He would travel unexpectedly, but would never tell you why or where he‟d visited. “After some time, though, my gregarious friend started to look worried and withdrawn. I couldn‟t understand what his problem was and he wouldn‟t tell me either. One night, I saw a young man break into Glen‟s apartment. I was awake because I had to read for an exam that I had the next day. In the quietness of the night, I heard the sound of a break in. I looked out of my window and saw a huge, aggressive-looking figure furiously breaking into Glen‟s apartment. My friend was obviously in danger, so I quickly called the cops.” By now, Brenda was wide- eyed. “He spent so much time in Glen‟s apartment. I was scared that something bad might have happened to Glen. However, the cops came and the intruder tried to escape but he was apprehended. Till today, I keeping thanking God that nothing happened to Glen that night.” And his only audience agreed with a slight head nod. “To my surprise, though,” he continued, “Glen, who was obviously scared, refused to identify the intruder. I didn‟t understand. If not for my insistence, I would have looked like a fool. I felt like a brave man, I‟d saved my friend‟s life, but it took him awhile to agree to identify the man. This fellow – I have forgotten his name – was sentenced to prison. Sadly I‟ve never seen Glen since.” “That‟s interesting,” said Brenda. “But I thought you were going to tell me that you personally caught the intruder.” “What? The man looked like the devil, himself, and he was armed. I would have been dead by now,” he joked, laughing. “So Glen never tried to contact you to at least thank you for saving his life?” “No, he seemed to have disappeared from the face of the earth.” “That‟s strange,” she said, thoughtfully. “Well, tell me, wasn‟t I brave?” “I don‟t know yet, until I hear the other side of the story.” There was silence for some time and then she said, “I want to take a walk.” They stood up and walked around. Michael felt joy he had not felt for a long time. He hoped the day would never end. Fortunately, it was eventually nothing but blissful for both of them. They both enjoyed each other‟s company and were surprised to see how long they spent together. Around 7:00 p.m., Brenda announced that it was time to go home. Michael wanted to stay much longer, but had no choice but to oblige her request. At least he had succeeded in making her day and making his day as well. Mission accomplished. He pulled over in front of her home. From the look of the building, Jane wasn‟t yet home. Michael regretted that he was going to leave her alone, but she insisted that it was okay. “Promise me you will overcome your boredom tomorrow by going to the café or anywhere else, just don‟t stay alone at home.” “I promise,” she said. “Alright, I‟d better be leaving, then!” “Okay bye. And thanks for giving me a nice time.” He watched her walk into the house. He couldn‟t wait to go home and dream.

Waow,micheal and blenda are heading some where,bt micheal d man dat u sent to jail 4years ago z seeking 4 revenge o,u beta clear ur eye..let me do some calls...[b]@pizzaro @skookum @invincible @ele1 @ebube @sonshine @wyse-one @jummybabe @besty @sofia @semilore @prestigiousfirstlady @ritagold @mray @others make una come @eminem[/b]

@tinagabe @natasha @aarti @vizkid @c-roderick

Luvly

Lol dream of her nicely Michael,d man in Jail is patiently waiting for his release n have made adequate plan on aw to deal wif you,you ought to b kiaful.

Tnk ya @OnahSunday631

Michael be careful

Thanks @onahsunday631. Hmm, lets watch and see hoe this one goes. I am not in the mood to abuse guys right now

I like the way things are going between Brenda and Michael

am I the only one who thinks Glen is Nimrod and Michael will be her cyber lover?? just q guess anyway

I think glen is on d run

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Episode 29 CHAPTER 7 THE MYSTERIOUS WEIRD_000 & THE BREAKOUT BY 6:30 a.m., Monday morning, Jane had already woken in preparation for the day‟s work. The first person she thought of as she woke up was Brad. She wouldn‟t have bothered coming home if she wasn‟t going to the office that day, and of course she had Brenda to babysit. She looked into her friend‟s room and saw that she was still sound asleep; something that had not happened since the breakup. Normally, Jane would wake up and see Brenda wide-awake and starring at the ceiling. Michael had called her before she got home the day before and had given her feedback on Brenda‟s psychological condition. The news was good. Michael had asked her to make sure Brenda did not stay idle at home all alone; he had suggested her going out to browse at a cyber café. By the time Jane was dressed up, Brenda had already woken up. “How was your night?” she asked. “It was nice, especially for the fact that I found myself hunting Adam with a knife and you and Michael were begging me not to hurt him,” Brenda replied as she stretched herself while on the bed. She didn‟t add her night lover‟s erotic visit, which had lasted for four whole hours. “I don‟t even approve of you seeing him at all in the dream,” Jane was saying. “So how is your day going to be?” “I don‟t know. I am supposed to meet some people concerning this job thing, but I want to give them time, perhaps next week. Michael suggested going for browsing. I could do some online application and chatting.” “I think that is a nice idea. It will take your mind off some certain things.” “I know, but…” “Why don‟t you go to 3rd Edition Café at Silver Street, at least you can exercise yourself by taking a stroll.” Silver Street was two streets away and Brenda had been there a couple of times. “Okay, I will, but that will be much later.” Then she said, “I can‟t even imagine that Adam hasn‟t even called me, at least just to say hi.” “He is such a loser. The last thing you need in your life now is his lousy call,” quickly said her good friend. And by 7:00 p.m., she was out of the house and Brenda was alone again. She thought about Adam, but Michael‟s image kept taking over. She liked Michael, his company was interesting and he made her feel at ease. But she quickly discarded the thought from her mind. Men were not worth the stress. Then she thought about going to the café. It was a nice idea after all. She wondered why she had not thought of going there all this while. She suddenly felt like leaving the lonely house immediately. She quickly got out of bed and prepared herself for the days outing. Brenda got to 3rd Edition Cyber Café at exactly 11:00 a.m. She had earlier received a call from Jane, who had wanted to know what she was doing at the moment. She had also received a text message from Michael asking her how her night was and telling her how he was going to spend the day. At the end of the text, he wrote, “You see I am going to have a busy day, what about you?” She had smiled after reading this text and whispered to herself, “I am going to the cafe as promised.” The interior of the café was scanty; there were only a few kids and not more than three adults browsing in the café. Brenda liked the serene atmosphere in the café. She went straight to the receptionist and paid for three hours. A ticket was given to her before she went straight to the nearest empty system and made herself comfortable. After checking her mails and replying some of them, she applied for some available jobs, then checked her Facebook page, feeling so sad when she saw Adam‟s picture on the friend‟s column. She quickly closed the page and decided to chat. She chose Yahoo Messenger. None of her friends were online, but she was about entering the chat room when a chat page sprang up. Somebody was trying to chat with her. She thought it was one of her friends, but the name was strange. It read: Weird_000: Hi. Without giving this a second thought, she quickly replied: Bren1100: Hello, asl please. Weird_000: Nice of you to chat with me. Bren1100: That‟s ok, asl please. Weird_000: I am ageless, not sure of my sex but because of the kind of feeling I normally have, I think I am male. As for location, I am everywhere and nowhere. Brenda wondered what kind of joke this was. Bren1100: You haven‟t answered my question.

[b]Episode 30 Weird_000: Please believe me, I have. Bren1100: How do you expect me to believe such an answer, it does not make sense. What is your name? Weird_000: I am sorry I don‟t have a name, but you can call me anything you like, Jack, Gold, Field, Tom, I promise you, I will accept any name you give me. Bren1100: I guess you don‟t want to chat with me, perhaps I should sign out and do some other interesting things with my time. Weird_000: Oh no, Brenda, please don‟t go. I really want to chat with you. Bren1100: How did you get to know my name? Who are you? Brenda became curious. There were only two people who knew that she would be browsing that day. She quickly looked around the café and did not recognize anybody. There were now only two adults while the kids where still busy playing games. She was almost certain that either Michael or Jane was at the other end chatting with her. One of them was trying to play some tricks on her, but which one would that be? Perhaps the strange person at the other end figured out her name from her username. Weird_000: I know things, I just know things. The name reminds me of something. Bren1100: What? Weird_000: Something beautiful, like flowers, nice colors or sun fall. Bren1100: You are strange. Weird_000: Yes, I am strange; my username says it all. Bren1100: So what do you want to talk about?” Weird_000: Let us talk about you. Bren1100: No, I won‟t talk about myself, since you refused to talk about yourself. Weird_000: But I have told you about myself. Anyway, with time, you will know that I am telling you the truth. So let‟s talk about love. Bren1100: Love? Ok. What is your definition of love? Weird_000: To me, love is just a deep feeling of emotional likeness that we have for a particular person. It energizes you to make sacrifices that you won‟t make ordinarily, giving you moments of bliss, euphoria and gratification. Bren1100: So is love supposed to come to an end? I mean, shouldn‟t it last forever? Weird_000: Love is something one should enjoy while it lasted. As human beings, we should know nothing lasts forever, especially a good and sweet thing like love. Bren1100: So what is the point indulging in it, since after all the good times and enjoyment, it ends like that? Weird_000: Sometimes we can be unfortunate to fall in love with the wrong guy and the love does not last for as long as we might desire; it ends just like that, leaving us in pieces. Bren1100: And other times? Weird_000: Sometimes we can be fortunate to fall in love with the right person and the relationship lasts for so long that by the time love fades, as it surely will, you must have gotten so used to each other and surprisingly you can‟t do without each other any longer. Bren1100: how does one know who the right person is? How can one avoid falling in love with the wrong person? Brenda was now enjoying the chat. This person seemed to know what he was talking about. Weird_000: You can‟t know. One just gets lucky. Do you have a boyfriend, Brenda? Bren1100: No. Weird_000: Why? Such a beautiful girl like you? Bren1100: And who told you that I am beautiful? She was not sure she was chatting with Michael anymore. Eventually he would disclose his identity, she thought. Nevertheless, what was he up to? Weird_000: If I tell you, you won‟t believe me. So why don‟t you forget about that, I won‟t like you to doubt me again. Bren1100: Can you please tell me who you are? I would really like to know. Weird_000: Your time is remaining exactly one hour and ten minutes. That is not enough time for me to tell you about me. Besides, I just have to logout now. Now Brenda was really amazed. How could he possibly know how much time she had left? Was she chatting with one of the café operators? Nevertheless, she was sure that none of the operators here knew her name. How could Michael know how much time she had remaining, assuming he was the one? Bren1100: How did you know how much time I had left? Weird_000: You have so many questions, but I cannot answer any now. I have to go. Bren1100: Please just answer a few of my questions. Weird_000: Sorry, that is not possible. But we can chat tomorrow? Whenever you come online, you will see me. I promise you I will answer your questions then. But please promise me you will come online tomorrow. Bren1100: I promise. Weird_000: All right. I believe you. Bye. As Brenda made the promise, she knew instantly that something beyond curiosity made her do that. There was a sudden irresistible urge within her that really wanted to chat with the weird fellow tomorrow. She didn‟t feel like chatting any longer. She wanted to go home since she suddenly felt hungry. She quickly signed out. She was definitely looking forward to chatting with her new friend the next day[/b]

[color=violet]micheal do nt rejoice jet cos the man z coming bak 4 revege when he z released[/color]

[color=blue]brenda the weird guy z micheal o[/color]

Micheal in action @prestigiousfirstlady i can't comment without adding ur name lol,new episode z here

It seems that weird guy is the night erotic visitor. I dont know, what do you guys think sha?

Michael in action

The weird quy Is Michael jare. He's workinq hand in hand with the cafe operators so as to keep Brenda busy. Next plx. @Onahsunday631 there's a new update here o.

@mecuse na u sure pass i swear .. @chomyline [color=red]this one wey u dey put diff colors so,be like say u dey enjoy d new discovery oo..,so wat do u tink about dis story?[/color]

[color=green]@aarti never tot of that.. e seems to be a stalker,stalkers seem to knw almost everthing about their victims[/color)

This is really weird....

[color=blue]@Ele1 na u sure pass o....my dear i dey enjoy it like 2morrow no dey.......about the story,i think dat the weird guy z micheal let him just stop the pretence[/color]

Who could this guy be? because am sure that guy is not Michael

Yea, I don land nau.. Following ya story @mecus, loving ♓☺Ϟ•̸ ya story z going.. Waiting patiently for dat nxt episode

@chomyline [color=green]that means u think d weirdo is different from d guy who rapes her at night?[/color]

Thankz. @mecus et @onahsunday631

It should be Michael or no other person but how he got to know her time expiration is what us weird about this. Following!

[color=green]@Ele1..her experiences or visitor at nite z just mastabation...i just think xo....[/color]

tanks 4 d iv @Mecus though i late bt i don come

I dont tink micheal is d weirdo

hmmm...i tink d stranger is micheal

I guess the Weird_001 is the same person who usually sex her every night

[b]I Concord with u @softie[/b]

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Episode 31 Jane came back home that Monday evening looking worn out and tired. Just as workers in every other organization experienced, Mondays were usually very hectic for her. But she wasn‟t tired enough to notice something different about Brenda. Brenda was completely transformed. Her body language said it all. “How was your day?” she wanted to know. “I enjoyed it, and you look so tired,” replied Brenda, who had been thinking all day about the anonymous fellow she‟d chatted with that day. Something about him made her want to chat with him again. Surprisingly, she hadn‟t thought about Adam all day. “Yes, but that is not important for now, just tell me how you spent your day. You look different,” Jane was saying. “How? I guess the little walk I had gave me some form of excitement.” Jane looked closely at her friend, “Are you hiding something from me?” Brenda smiled. She didn‟t know why she‟d been acting so different all that evening. She was just in high spirits. “Jane, did you chat with me on the internet today?” “No,” Jane replied, obviously surprised at the question. What does that have to do with Brenda‟s strange behavior? “I barely had time to go for lunch.” “I chatted with a strange fellow today. He seemed to know little things about me. And I thought that I was actually chatting with you or Michael.” “Little things like what?” “Like my name, and telling me that I am beautiful like he was actually seeing me. He was so confident.” “I don‟t see anything strange in that. He could have guessed your name from your username, and could have just made a wild guess that you are beautiful. I don‟t know how you got to know he was confident – was your webcam on? I guess he just typed in his feelings.” “I also thought so, but I still think he was strange.” “Did he tell you his name?” Jane asked. “No he didn‟t. He said he was nameless, ageless and is everywhere at the same time.” “It could probably be some jobless young man trying to catch his fun on the internet.” “Couldn‟t it have been Michael?” Brenda asked “Why should Michael do that?” “This guy chatted in some professional way about love with me, so I figured that it could be Michael with a different username, you know the way he talks.” “Perhaps you should ask him, but I don‟t think Michael is capable of such childish pranks.” “One more thing, I got more confused about his identity when he was able to tell exactly how much time I had left, he wasn‟t even in my messenger list. Well, we promised to chat with each other tomorrow.” “Is that why you look so excited?” Jane asked; thinking that her friend‟s emotional problem was making her gullible to all kind of tricks. “He could be a computer guru who knows how to get certain information about people from the internet.” “Well, I will be going back tomorrow. In fact I look forward to chatting with him tomorrow.” “I am happy for you and I wish you a nice time. So what do we have for dinner, I am famished!” And she stood up to walk into the kitchen before Brenda could reply. Jane came back into the sitting room some minutes later with a plate of rice and chicken. Suddenly, Brenda‟s phone rang. She picked it up and saw that it was Michael. “Michael, good evening.” “Good evening, how are you doing?” “I am doing fine. It‟s really nice hearing from you.” Her voice was gay. “You sound excited. How was your day? I hope you involved yourself in some wholesome activity like we discussed?” he asked her. “Yes I did! In fact, I had a very wonderful time. How was work today?” “I had a very hectic day as usual; you know how Monday is. I wanted to call you earlier, but I really didn‟t have the time.” “It‟s okay. Did you come online today?” “No, why?” “Nothing serious, I met this guy online today and he sounded so much like you. I really thought you were playing some jokes on me.” “No, it couldn‟t be me. I had a very busy day, besides I don‟t know your email address,” he replied. “Yes, I never even thought of that, but who could that have been?” she wondered aloud. “Is there anything that I should know of?” “No… actually there is something, but I will tell you by the time I see you again. When am I going to see you again, Michael?” she was surprised at herself for asking such a question to a guy she didn‟t want to encourage. Jane couldn‟t believe her ears in the kitchen. Michael was shocked. Brenda was really sounding strange; the rate of her recovery from depression was so fast. All the same, he was pleased. “I won‟t be free till Saturday. I will definitely see you then.” She wanted to ask him if Saturday wasn‟t too far off but quickly withheld her statement. What was wrong with her? “Alright, I will be looking forward to Saturday.” “I promise you that before then, you will be hearing from me every day.” “That‟s cool.” “Alright, have a nice night.” “You too, bye.” She dropped the phone, and then turned to Jane, “Michael said he wasn‟t the one I chatted with.”

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Episode 32 “Why are you getting yourself worked up because of a simple chat?” Jane asked. “I don‟t know. I really don‟t know. Do you know what the guy‟s email address is?” “Nope.” “[email protected]. He told me he was a strange fellow. I am beginning to feel that he meant it.” Jane stared at her friend for some time. Brenda was really making the whole thing sound strange. She didn‟t know what to say. She stood up and quickly entered the kitchen to drop her empty plate. * * * Nimrod used to count the time he had to serve his term in years, then he started counting it in months, then weeks, and now he does it in days. Soonest he would be counting it in hours. He dreamt of nothing else but the day he would be out of this hell. He could not wait to have his freedom and continue his normal life. He sometimes wondered at the kind of change that might have taken place in the outside world since he had been away. Well, he was a diehard survivor, he thought. If he had survived prison, where else would he not survive? He couldn‟t wait to kill his first victim, though. It had been a long time since he had the pleasure of taking life. He had missed it, for sure! Nimrod saw every other human as an enemy. He believed humans were the cause of his suffering on earth. He also took it every one was capable of hurting him if given the opportunity. Michael was going to be his first victim. Of course, he would also like to take on Glen, but he wasn‟t keen on killing Glen just yet since he could still need him for now, until he could stand again on his feet, that is. But then, Allen would be in a better position to tell him that. It was a Monday evening and Nimrod was sitting on his bed in his prison room. He was not able to sleep because he was troubled. He had expected Allen to pay him a visit the Sunday before, but the dude never showed up. He had less than two weeks to be out of prison and he needed Allen to give him recent updates about Michael and the situation with the gang. Nimrod needed Allen now more than ever. He hoped that nothing bad had happened to him. Allen being with him when he returned to the gang would ensure the smooth execution of that procedure, since none of the gang members would dare question his authority when they realize that even the second-in-command was with him. Nimrod was brought back to the present by his cellmate‟s snoring. He looked sharply at the young man who quickly woke up as if he had heard the noisy snoring, himself. The sound of people snoring disgusted Nimrod. This had made him hate his cellmate, who knew that he was in serious trouble anytime he disturbed Nimrod with the slightest sound of snoring. Nimrod saw the sound of the young man‟s snore as an opportunity to bully him, but nothing would have given him better pleasure than to get the chance to strangle him to death. Bullying his cellmate had brought upon Nimrod punishments, but the pleasure of hitting him was worth these punishments. This time the young man quickly stood up and said “I am sorry!” to Nimrod. “You Disgust me,” Nimrod said with enough venom and quickly went back to thinking about Allen. If Allen did not come that week, then he would be sure that something was really wrong and must begin making plans without the guy. He made up his mind that with or without Allen, Michael must feel his wrought, no matter how difficult the search would eventually turn out to be. “Nimrod James!!” The prison warder called out. He was so loud that all the inmates heard him. “Yeah?” Nimrod sharply replied. He knew he had a visitor. He was relieved to hear his name; there could be no other reason for his name to be called if not because he had a visitor. He stood up from his bed, walked to his cell‟s iron gates, and tried to put his head through the space between the bars. He wanted to see the caller and be seen as well. His cellmate was staring at him. He loathed Nimrod. Nimrod had made his life in the prison a living hell. He wondered why somebody in his right senses would visit the devil. He knew Nimrod‟s term in the prison was so short and he prayed that the day should come quickly so that Nimrod could leave him in peace. The prison warder who called Nimrod walked up to his cell and opened the cell door. “You better hurry up. You have only a short time to chat with your friend,” he rudely told the gangster. Nimrod wasn‟t interested in what he was saying. As long as he was concerned, what the man deserved was for someone to push a sharp, small knife into his belly and cut out his belly button so the he could bleed to death! He was escorted by two warders through the narrow passage that went through the line of cells. They went straight to the visitor‟s room. Allen was waiting. “You have ten minutes,” one of the officials said and locked the door behind him. “To hell with your ten minutes,” Nimrod whispered under his breath. Ten minutes was all they could give a prisoner to talk to his visitor. What the hell did they think prisoners were? “Where the hell have you been all this while?” he now directed at Allen. “Relax, pal, it‟s been a long and stressful week. I have a short time with you, so allow me to fill you in as quickly as possible,” Allen said.

Den who z d one?

Hmmmmn

Chai...Nimrod i pray you don't succeed with ya danqerous plans. Thanks for the alert @Mecuze.

Hmm i pray nimrod doesnt succeed in killin micheal

I pray that all your plans fail Nimrod

Dey ya back @tankz 4 d call @mecuze

Nimrod.... die hard gangster.... pray ur plans won't wrk

Hhmmmmm

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Episode 33 He gave Nimrod all the necessary details about the events that had taken place since the last time he visited. “I knew it! That stupid Glen cannot handle his mum if she was crazy. But this is a nice development; at least the gang will see his incompetence and will be quick to embrace me once I am out of here.” “A whole lot of them are waiting to welcome you. Even the new ones are eager to see that long awaited and notorious Nimrod. I am just unhappy about the death of Bulus. We sure will miss such a strong character like him,” Allen said. “Let Glen continue thinking that everything is alright. I hope he still does not know my intention for visiting him that dreadful night?” “Yes, he does not have the slightest idea. He still thinks you came to talk to him about his decision to leave the gang.” “I can‟t wait to get out of this hole. I will give him the biggest surprise of his life,” bitterly said Nimrod. “I heard a rumor that that you could be released earlier than expected. Say, two weeks from now…is that true?” “Heard something like that too, but I am not so sure of the time. It could be this week. God, I wish it was today.” “Take it easy, pal. It is already over. I will keep my ears to the ground so that I will be around to pick you up when you come out, but if anything unforeseen comes up before that day . . . .” He was motioning to Nimrod to come closer so that he could whisper his plan instead. The cameras would only capture their close discussion, and the hidden mikes won‟t detect a thing. After awhile, both men separated and Nimrod remained impassive. “I got you a nice accommodation outside town. You will love it,” continued Allen. “I‟ll take you there when you‟re freed.” “That‟s nice to hear. Still keeping an eye on Michael?” Nimrod asked “Yes. He‟s got himself a girlfriend now. His days are pretty busy these days!” “I hope she will be with him whenever I confront him. Just don‟t let him out of your sight. I was thinking it‟s time the gang got itself a name; it will also need some restructuring.” “It is more difficult to keep an eye on a chicken than to keep an eye on Michael, mon ami! Tell me about what you‟ve got in mind for the gang.” “Time up!” The prison warder shouted as he opened the door behind them. Nimrod and Allen both looked hatefully at him. “Stick around, pal. I don‟t want to be helpless once I am out of here. Be there to pick me up and take me home.” “I will be there, you have my word!” Allen cheerfully replied. He watched as the warder roughly shoved Nimrod out of the visitor‟s room. Then he quietly left the prison wondering what new ideas Nimrod had. He was really getting bored with Glen‟s way of doing things and he believed the strong arm of the law would soon catch up with them if they continued depending on his way in the future. He didn‟t want to get caught; at least not yet. He sure would not like to stop indulging in crime. It was his way of life; his only means of survival and he was yet to achieve his dreams. Only Nimrod could take him there. As he drove away from the prison premises in his dark blue Peugeot, he was glad that the next time he would be coming there; it would be to take Nimrod away forever. * * * Even as the line went dead, Michael still held the phone in his palm. He couldn‟t believe what he had just heard. Was Brenda giving him the light? He had spent the whole of last night and even half of today thinking about her. He had fantasized different romantic moments with her. Now things seem to be moving much faster than he had expected. He didn‟t know he had created such an impression on her. Was the excitement in her voice because of him? But who was it on the internet that she guessed sounded like him? Or was it just her imagination? Perhaps she had been thinking about him, and that‟s why she thought the internet guy sounded like him. This was getting interesting. He was almost sure, especially with the evening‟s outcome that he would soon win over Brenda‟s heart. He couldn‟t wait for Saturday. He had chosen Saturday because he wanted a situation where they would be relaxed and he would be more composed. Michael wasn‟t planning on going out that evening. All he needed to do was to relax his body, soul and mind, for he had had a very stressful day. He lay down on his bed and fantasized about Brenda. * * * By 11:00 a.m. on Tuesday morning, Brenda was already out of the house. She‟d decided she was going to browse in a different café that day. If the anonymous fellow was one of the 3rd Edition Café attendants, then he would not be able to play his tricks this time around. Before going to the café, Brenda had first gone to see one of her contacts who had asked her to come over concerning a job vacancy at Lupe Airport. Her contact had asked her to come along with her credentials and an application letter for the position of a public relations officer. The contact sounded very convinced that he will help her secure the job.

Episode 34 From where she met her contact, Brenda took a taxi straight to Omega Browsers. She bought time ticket and quickly logged into one of the empty computers. Immediately she signed into Yahoo Messenger, a chat page from Weird_ 000 popped up. Weird_000: Good afternoon Brenda. She was astonished. Was he already waiting for her? Was this guy following her? She hoped most of her questions would be answered today. Bren1100: Good afternoon. Where you waiting for me? Weird_000: Yes, I have been waiting. I really longed to hear your sweet and gentle voice. Bren1100: You have started with your jokes again. Why do you think my voice is sweet and gentle? Weird_000: I can hear your voice as you key in those words and it appears on my screen. Like I told you, it is gentle and has a soothing effect on me. So many people have described her voice this same way in the past. She was puzzled. Bren1100: You are beginning to sound strange again. I really need answers. Weird_ 000: You don‟t need to bother yourself about answers, the answers will come by themselves, don‟t push it. Bren1100: Does that imply that you are going to leave me as confused as you left me yesterday? Weird_000: No, we are going to discuss other things today, and you are not going to be left puzzled, I promise you. Bren1100: Other things like what? Weird_000: Like you telling me why you don‟t have a boyfriend. Bren1100: Let‟s just say I am hapless in matters concerning relationship. Weird_000: I believe you have an ideal fantasy of how a perfect relationship should be. Bren1100: Yes. Weird_000: Tell me. Bren1100: I am not comfortable talking about it, since most of my fantasies seem not to be coming to pass. Weird_000: Alright, but can you tell me what you think of your fantasies now? Bren1100: I am so scared of love. Fear surrounds me like a mighty fence. I am even more scared that breaking the fence means getting out of control. Weird_000: I like you, Brenda, and I want to be your permanent lover. I want to give you something perfect. Bren1100: You are really funny. I don‟t even know your name or how you even look like. How can you be talking about loving me right now? Weird_000: It is something about you, Brenda. You make me see the world from a different angle. You are so vulnerable and I really want to take care of you and protect you. I promise that I will always be there for you; you don‟t need to see me physically. Bren1100: How can that be possible? How can you be there for me when I can‟t even see you? You don‟t even know what I look like. Then she froze. Could it be that…? No, it couldn‟t be! It wasn‟t possible! Or wasn‟t it? She had to admit that it made perfect sense! Not being there but seeing her? All this while and she‟d never thought of that being possible! Weird_000: I do, I even know what you are wearing at the moment. Bren1100: Tell me. She typed out the above words with dread, expecting to see the confirmation of all her fears in the very next moment. Weird_000: I love your red and white check shirt and the way it matches with your black jeans. Why are you wearing white underwear? I think a black one would have been sexier. Brenda almost stood up from her seat. She quickly looked around her and realized that it was of no use. He even knew the color of her underwear. A chilly sensation ran through her body. Looking back at the screen, she realized that he had already sent another message. Weird_ 000: Don‟t be scared, Brenda; I am not here to hurt you. I have come to rescue you. I am here for you, and with time, you will find out that you can‟t do without me. Of course she was already finding that out every blessed night! Bren1100: Leave me alone, please. You are scaring the hell out of me! Weird_000: Are you sure you want me to leave? I can make your dreams come true, you know. Won‟t you like to have the airport job you applied for this morning? Don‟t you want your fantasies about love to happen like the ones you have been experiencing these past few nights? I make possibilities happen, Brenda. My love for you will last forever. Bren1100: What do you want from me? Who the hell are you? How did you know so much about me? Weird_000: I want your love, Brenda. I want to possess you physically as I‟ve been doing mentally every other night since your breakup with Adam. Just give me the chance to be with you always and I will change your world. Brenda wanted to leave the computer and run away, but couldn‟t. A force was making her want to stay; something beyond her control. The chat was nothing but a sinister one now she knew who was talking to her. Nevertheless, despite the fear that had taken over her, she continued to chat. Bren1100: Can I please see you? Can we meet? Weird_000: You can‟t see me, but you know I can make you feel me. Now is not the right time to meet, though. I do things at the right time only. You will see me at the right time. Bren1100: I am scared. Weird_000: There is no need for that! I promise you that I will never hurt you. I will protect you; all I need from you is to have faith in me! Can you do that?

Ahn! So this weird000 is her night visitor...how possible could it be? A spirit in human form...gosh..its reali controlling Brenda's life..oh God help her.

Am even scared for brenda as am reading this story

Shebi i talk am say this wierd 000 is her night visitor. Nawa oo

Glen

Sure, my guess was right. This is really weird, strange, unusual i dont know what i can use to qualify this again. Brenda, u are really in bondage oo, u need prayer.

uh...nimrod i pray ur plan won't succeed..@brenda who Com b dis ur nite visitor ke?

U ave to tell jane everytin o

God save u Bren

so scary...

Am kinda scared ooo. Next plss

Damn it

Am really scared for Brenda

Aw can diz b possible? Hmmmmm..watching

@aarti @aarti @aarti where are u oo,, ur prediction was so right .. oya cum here now

Yea, u realy need prayers nd deliverance

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Episode 35 His words where sounding more aggressive, thought Brenda, but somehow, she believed him. She felt she was going crazy, though. How could she believe this unknown, creepy stranger? But was he really an unknown force in her life right now? After those past exciting nights in his presence? Bren1100: Okay, I will trust you. Weird_1100: Enough chat for today. Can we meet here at the same time tomorrow? Bren1100: Are you leaving me? She couldn‟t believe herself! Whatever made her type that? Weird_000: Right now, you need some time alone. Tomorrow is another day. Won‟t you be here tomorrow? Bren1100: I will. Weird_000: Bye Bren1100: Bye. She logged out and sat on her seat starring at the computer. She kept telling herself that she had not gone crazy. She was worried for herself and the way she was responding to the situation. Normally, she was supposed to be really scared and not want to continue with the chat, but here she was, accepting that she would be there the next day to chat with him. Worst of all, she wasn‟t sure she was in total control of herself. She resolved within herself that she was going to tell Jane everything, and watch her reaction. If she couldn‟t control herself over this, then she would have to allow her friends decision to prevail, the exciting nightly adventures notwithstanding. She stood up and left the café. * * * Jane came back from work and met Brenda looking both worried and unhappy. She suddenly felt concern for her friend. Something was happening to Brenda and she was perturbed. “Welcome Jane, I hope you had a nice day?” She was playing with the remote control as she spoke. “Very nice and you?” “Jane,” she sat up and looked straight into Jane‟s eyes. “I had a chat with the same anonymous guy I told you about.” Jane was beginning to dislike everything about this strange guy and the fact that he always found out Brenda online. “What happened? Has he disclosed his identity?” “No, I don‟t think he is ordinary. I think I have been chatting with some kind of poltergeist. He seems to know things about me. Things he shouldn‟t know ordinarily.” Despite her initial decision to tell Jane everything, she realized she was unconsciously covering the part where she‟d had bouts of sex with this same poltergeist every other night in the process. “Like what?” Jane was asking her, feeling really bad about the whole thing. “He knew the moment I logged in, like he was there all the while. He described my voice like he could hear it while we chatted. The craziest part was how he was able to tell the cloth I was wearing, even down to my underwear. He knew I went to submit an application for a job at the airport.” Of course, she should tell her friend about her nightly escapades with this entity, but funny enough, she was finding this very difficult to do. As if something was preventing her from doing so! “How could that be possible, Brenda?” Jane asked, not sure if she should believe her friend. Maybe the breakup with Adam had eaten into her brain and she had not realized it all these while. “Can‟t you see that what you are saying is impossible? What is wrong with you, Brenda?” “Believe me, Jane; I am not making it up. If not for your job, I would have asked you to come along with me to a café tomorrow and see for yourself!” This was a gamble, but then she knew that Jane could never leave her job in order to do that the next day. “Don‟t tell me that you are going to chat with him again tomorrow. This chat thing is taking a turn I don‟t like,” she now complained. “I have to; I promised him that I will chat with him tomorrow, and I can‟t fail him.” “Please Brenda, forget it. You don‟t have to go there. Go to the library instead.” “I have to. A big part of me wants to be there to chat with him tomorrow.” “There is no him, Brenda! He does not exist! Your mind is making it all up, can‟t you see?” Gosh, thought Brenda. If only her friend knew that he did exist, and was her sex slave every other night! “Like I am insane?” she rather asked her, curiously. Jane was surprised to see the genuine look of inquisitiveness on her face. “No, you are not insane. It is just that…this whole breakup thing…could be affecting you. Try to understand, Brenda, it does not mean that you are abnormal. The desire to fill in the vacuum Adam had created in your life has made you form an imaginary friend.” “I am over Adam!” she snapped, surprising even herself. “I can‟t even remember the last time I thought of him. In fact, I have not even remembered him since yesterday! I don‟t even feel any emptiness any longer!” “All the same, don‟t go to the cyber café to chat with him again. Just forget about it,” Jane maintained. “I am sorry, Jane; I can‟t, even if I wanted to.” This was the plain truth, but she feared her friend would not understand. The firmness in her voice had made Jane give up, despite her being even more worried. What was Brenda up to? Was she telling the truth? She couldn‟t understand the reason why Brenda insisted on going to chat with this fellow. She was confused and did not know what to do. Perhaps she should call Michael and tell him everything. “Don‟t worry, Jane, he promised that he will protect me, I know he won‟t hurt me, I am safe with him,” began Brenda. Jane wanted to scream. This was actually going out of hand. “You know what? I can‟t talk about this anymore! You are driving me crazy! Just drop the discussion, it is making me uncomfortable!” She stood up and headed toward the front door. “Where are you going?” Brenda asked. “Are you not just coming back from work? Don‟t you want to rest?” “I will be right back. I want to make an important call via pay phone.” “Can I come with you?” “No, don‟t worry; I will be right back, besides, I am expecting Brad to come around any moment from now. He has been feeling bad about not coming to see you all this while. I wouldn‟t want him to come here and meet your absence.” Jane wanted to call Michael and obviously did not want Brenda to be there when she was doing just that. “You sound like you will be staying for long,” Brenda inferred. “No, I won‟t be long.” She hurriedly left the house and went straight to the pay phone nearest their apartment. She dialed Michael‟s number and waited for it as it rang. “Hello Michael, it is Jane on the line.” “Oh Jane, good evening, is Brenda alright?” “I am not sure, Michael. Something is definitely wrong with her.” “Fill me in,” Michael said, obviously alarmed. Jane quickly narrated the evening‟s discussion with Brenda to him. Michael relaxed a little after she was through. So this was all about the strange guy Brenda had thought was him? “Right now you can‟t stop her from going over to chat with her new friend. If I were Brenda, curiosity will make me want to chat with this guy again. The whole thing sounds a little strange though and honestly I am confused myself, but I believe there must be an explanation to it all.” “I don‟t see any, Michael. And what makes the whole issue so worrisome is that she is beginning to like him and seems to be developing confidence in him. She said he promised to protect her and give her the good things life can offer. She is beginning to act like she‟s possessed with the desire to chat with him every other day, like there was an irresistible compulsion to do so. She claims to be helpless of the situation.” Michael was now really alarmed. He instantly felt jealous. Was somebody else taking over her emotions? This wasn‟t the kind of news he needed now. He felt really bad. “Michael, are you there?” Jane asked. “Yes. I just don‟t know what to make of the whole story.” “I will like you to see her and talk to her, yourself.” “I will surely do that, but that has to be on Saturday. I won‟t be in town tomorrow, and Friday will be pretty tight for me. But I will definitely call her.” He actually wished he could see her at that moment. “I pray that it won‟t be too late. I am very uncomfortable with her continuous interaction with this new friend of hers,” Jane complained. “Just keep your eyes on her. I believe that with time she will get over this obsession. It may not be as bad as you think.” “Okay, bye. Please do not forget to call her.” “I won‟t forget. Take care.” Brad came in almost immediately Jane came back home and found Brenda still all alone at home. They had barely spoken to each other when Brad walked in. “Hi, girls,” he greeted as he did so. Jane stood up and gave him a light hug. “I was wondering what was keeping you.” “The traffic was much.” He looked at Brenda and walked up to her. Brenda was still sitting down, but was smiling at him. “Gentle Brenda, I am very glad you are looking lively. Jane had given me the impression that I will have to climb seven mountains just to make you smile. Oh God, you look twice as pretty as the last time I saw you. Adam sure does not know what he lost.” “Was that why you kept yourself away from me all these time?” Brenda teasingly asked. “Nope! In fact, I was afraid I might get so angry that I would have gone and kicked Adam in the balls!” Brenda laughed. The laugh sounded genuine and both Jane and Brad were really glad to hear it. “I don‟t even think that Adam has balls,” Jane said as she walked towards the fridge. “What do I get for you?” “Nothing. I was actually thinking that we should all go out. Let‟s go take some Grand Square ice creams, and dine together.” Brenda didn‟t want to go out with the two love birds. She was sure that she would feel out of place, and besides, she didn‟t want anything that would remind her of Adam. She was doing well at the moment and wouldn‟t want to relapse. “I really want to stay indoors, Jane, promise me that you will get me ice cream and snacks.” Brad looked disappointed. “C‟mon, gentle Brenda, I dedicated this day to you. Let‟s just hang out.” “I am sorry, Brad. I promise that I will go out with you guys some other time, but I don‟t really want to go out now.” He gave up. “Alright; I guess I am left with Jane.” And he looked up at his fiancée, “Will you go out with me, then?” “Yes, I will, just give me a few minutes to get myself ready.”

tanks @Mecus

following...oh brenda

@ELE1 ur predictions about this weird guy were true o........a spirit in human form

Brenda's going crazy about this unseen spirit oo

Thanks for the iv @Mecus

Am not happi with dis branda at all,u ave to tell jane d whole truth,or go and ask u parents abt ur past

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observing

Uhm ayam here @Mecuze bt wait oo could it b.... Jst op wat my mind z telling me z nt true.

Hmmmm wu dat person con b nau ooo??

Brenda just tell Jane the whole Truth because I believe in a problem share is a problem have solve

[s][b][u]Brenda in love with an unknw character chai the is god oo nice one keep it coming[/u][/b][/s]

@chomyline abi naa .. i hav used dis style to chat with varieties of girls b4 and believe u me,dey went berserk with curiousity but d diff btw mean and weirdo is im human haha .. where's @aarti naa .. @mecuze keep on posting d good story and we will keep on following like good followers .. thumbs up

Brenda.. can't believe u like d weirdo... @mecuze..... Nimrod.. talks about visiting Michael when he is free.. which Michael be dat

@ebube kip following and U wil soon knw dy Michael

Lol@Ele1 na u sabi o....who dey tak about charting here kwanu

@ele1 i don show like breeze, and as i said earlier, i have foresight, a prophetess in disguise *winks*

Dis Brenda is beginning to annoy me ooo. Let's just see hw vhiz goes shaa

@chomyline na same thing naa ..both the weirdo guy and me gather dey chat.... I discover one thing about girls.... they love strange guys! *winks*

@aarti you're a prophetess... I'm a prophet... what does that imply.?.. don't we seem like a couple???,, *grinning*

Episode 36 Ten minutes later, they were biding Brenda good-bye. * * * The prison warder walked straight to Nimrod‟s cell. He stood there for a while; making Nimrod wonder what he had done wrong again this Tuesday afternoon. The warder opened the barred door and asked the prisoner to come with him. Nimrod was led to the bathroom where he was asked to take a shower. A new set of prison clothes were handed over to him to wear and then he was led to the comptroller‟s office. The big, fat comptroller looked like a huge baby doll on his massive chair. “We have bad news for you, my friend,” he suddenly began, and Nimrod tensed up. “The state attorney was here this morning and had some very interesting piece of information to share with me…. You‟re not to be released today as was planned.” “What?” “Silence!” growled the heavy guard behind him, driving a baton into his flank. “UUUGHHH!” he screamed, doubling over. “It appears the state is bringing a new case against you, my friend,” continued the comptroller. “So you will remain here with us for the mean time! Take him away!” “Yes sir!” Nimrod was pushed out of the office and shoved towards the block of cells he‟d thought he would soon forget that day. The guards were laughing at him as he was pushed into the passage between the line of cell rooms, but the inmates inside were very quiet when he began the long walk back to his cell. Outside, Allen was waiting for him in his Peugeot 406. He waited until the sun fell in the east, then he drove off. * * * “Brenda looks very fine to me; I think you have been over exaggerating her condition,” Brad said as they sat down to take their ice cream in Grand Square shopping mall. “No, something is happening to Brenda, believe me!” Jane quickly told him about Brenda‟s new imaginary friend. “I am really worried about her,” she concluded. “I don‟t think it is anything you should worry yourself about. It could be somebody playing some silly pranks on her…Michael, I guess.” He took a deep breath and continued, “Look, Jane, I think you are allowing yourself to be worried so much about your friend. Brenda is a big girl and she can take care of herself. Do you know how much I have missed you since her breakup? You seem to give her more of the attention you used to reserve for me. I don‟t mean to sound selfish, but…” “You are not being fair, Brad!” Jane cut in. “Brenda is my best friend. You know how dear she is to me. If she is hurt, I am also hurt. I am sorry if I have given you little attention since her breakup, but I expected you to really understand!” “I am not saying that you shouldn‟t be there for her. I just don‟t want you to be hard on yourself at every little thing that happens to her, you must understand that there are situations that you can‟t help. And there is nothing you can do about it.” “I know but…” “It is okay, honey; I am glad that you are such a wonderful friend to Brenda. I love you and don‟t like it when you allow situations that you can‟t help to worry you. You might make a mistake that you‟ll end up regretting in the future. We are not even sure that bringing in Michael was the best move. Just take it easy.” “Ok,” she replied, swallowing a chunk of ice cream. It was obvious that Brad would not understand what Brenda was going through and how it was affecting her. She was bent on helping Brenda through her depression no matter what Brad thought. She was only going to be careful not to allow Brenda‟s problem to come between their relationship. * * * Brenda got a call on Wednesday morning from her contact, asking her to prepare herself for a job aptitude test and interview that was to take place on Thursday. She told herself that she would prepare for the interview later, opting to prepare for an outing destined for the cyber café that very minute, notwithstanding Jane‟s earlier warning. She didn‟t blame Jane for reacting the way she had done to her story. She knew it wasn‟t possible for anybody to believe her strange story about a weird guy on the internet, let alone in her bed every night! Thank God her instincts had warned her about divulging that particular part of the bizarre tale to her friend. She had wondered what Michael would think about the whole story. Of course, he would also probably come to the same conclusion with Jane; that she had finally gone crazy due to her having lost Adam! Phew! People being ignorant, that was what it all boiled down to! This morning, she had woken up not wanting to discuss the issue with Jane. And surprisingly, the latter had not talked about it, though it was obvious that she wasn‟t happy with her. Brenda really didn‟t mind. She was confident that it was important that she chatted with Mr. Weird because she now knew that Mr. Weird was real and not her imagination. She was sorry for making Jane feel bad, but this was something she had to do. After Jane left for work, she quickly dressed up and headed for 3rd Edition Cyber Café, having decided to prepare for the test and interview later that afternoon. As Brenda walked into the café, she could immediately sense the presence of Mr. Weird. This time around, she wasn‟t sure it was her imagination. As she signed into Yahoo Messenger, he was already there as usual. Weird_000: Good morning, Brenda.

Episode 37 Bren1100: Good morning. You are already here. Weird_00: I am always here and will always be here for you. Bren110: That is nice to hear. I actually looked forward to chatting with you today. Weird_000: Beautiful. It‟s nice knowing that such a beautiful girl like you looked forward to chatting with me. How was your night? Enjoyed our episode together? Bren1100: It was good. I told my roommate a lot about you. Weird_000: You did that? Bren1100: Yes, but she didn‟t believe me. She thought I was making it all up. Weird_000: Why would she think so? Bren1100: She thinks that the recent breakup I had with my ex-boyfriend is making me imagine things. She thinks I‟m going crazy. Weird_000: Breakup? Bren1100: Yes Weird_000: You didn‟t tell me that you just had a breakup. Bren1100: You didn‟t ask. Besides I didn‟t want to bother you with my boring story. It‟s really a long story. Weird_000: Brenda, can you please tell me about it? This despite the fact that they both knew he knew about the breakup. Bren1100: I am not sure I want to. Weird_000: You have to, Brenda. I am the only one who can protect you and set your mind at ease. Please talk to me. Tell me everything. Brenda told him all about Adam and how the relationship had abruptly come to an end some weeks ago. Weird_000: I am very sorry, Brenda. Was this why you said you where hapless in matters concerning relationships? Or is there any other reason? Bren1100: Yes, there is. I was jilted by two other people I‟d dated before Adam. They left me for no reason. Weird_000: Tell me about them all. Funny enough, she knew he knew about these other relationships as well. But then again, she told him about Benjamin and Derek. Weird_000: I just want to let you know that none of these sad events in your past relationships was your fault. Most men are generally untrustworthy. Bren1100: But why do I keep meeting such men? Weird_000: Don‟t allow yourself to get worried over people that are not worth it. I want to promise you something, Brenda. Bren1100: What? Weird_000: All these men must surely pay for what they have done to you and I promise you that I will never allow anybody to hurt you again. Bren1100: Thank you. But how can you keep all these promises when I can‟t even see you? Weird_000: With me all things are possible. Thought you must have known this by now. Bren1100: But I want to see you. You promised me, remember? Weird _000: Yes. Bren1100: When, where and how? Weird_000: Seven days from now, you will see me. It will be the most gratifying moment of your life. Bren1100: Will we be able to interact? Weird_000: Yes, we will. Bren1100: Do you realize that I don‟t even know your name? Weird_000: I told you before that I don‟t have a name. You can call me anything you like. Bren1100: No, I want you to suggest a name for yourself right now. Weird_000: Okay, why don‟t you call me Cain? Bren1100: Cain? Why Cain? He was the first murderer in the Bible, you know? Weird_000: I don‟t care what the Bible said about Cain. I just fancy the name. Bren1100: All right, Cain, I will be looking forward to the day you will make me see you. Weird_000: I think I should leave you now, Brenda. I have taken much of your time today. You should go and prepare yourself for the aptitude test and interview that will be coming up tomorrow. Brenda was again astonished. Bren1100: There you go again, telling me things about me that ordinary people don‟t know about. Weird_000: I am no ordinary person, Brenda. Bren1100: If I must believe you, then how come you didn‟t know about my past broken relationships? Why did you make me tell you? Weird_000: I knew about it all Brenda. I just wanted to listen to you talk about them. I wanted to feel your pain and anger. Bren1100: What difference does it make? Weird_000: It does, Brenda. Makes a whole lot of difference. Bren1100: How? Weird_000: I love you, Brenda, and really want to be part of your life. Every move I make must really depend on how you feel. And even though I know how you feel about certain things, I must feel it, and it‟s just like asking for permission to make you happier. This makes me will myself to act much stronger. Bren1100: I don‟t understand, Cain. What move? Act in what? Weird_000: It‟s time for me to go, Brenda. Tomorrow and next will be a very busy day for you. I want to congratulate you on your new job, Brenda.

Hmmm,this z seriouz

Brenda u need a serious counseling.., @ele1 *my lips a sealed*the prophet of our time...

Hmmmmm Brenda u beta start avoid that devil,else u wl regret at the end.

Dis Brenda is rilli crazy nd dat's it. She's so so annoying

This is serious

Hahaha this is more weirder Dan i thought....hope to see where it leads n also looking forward to the [b]in Seven days time[/b] cyber love indeed.

Dont just get this brenda problem

[b][u][color =blue][s]CYBER LOVER[/s] thats strange mr weird bt brenda seems to enjoy his company[/color][/u][/b]

Brenda, u are just annoying

hmm brenda u hv spiritual oko orun mr micheal lets pray u nid deliverance from enemy as for u jane leave brenda she be winsh o i knew it o #mecuz dey cal me nw

uh..brenda u sure say awon aye neva put yansh 4 ur matter

In seven days time ...... Hmmmmm

U dnt av blame Brenda, she z curios abt sum1 knwin alot abt her. I tink it a normal thing, everybody z like dat sha. @Mecuze weldone

Nawa oo. If i get this kind problem, i for eh, don go mental. @ele1 couple ke?

hahaha....Brenda a ghost is in love with you....yet another heartbreak looming as he might not be able to be with you....hahha @aarti yes ooooo or are you engaged to someone here already?

seven dayz time.... Brenda be careful since he knows everything abt u.

Y do i ave a feeling dat Mr weird is Brad(jane's fiancee)...

This Brenda self, she seems to like that Weird Cain. Even she's inlove already.

this wierd is turning to another thing o

I am nt engaged to anyone oo @ele1

[b]perfect!!! I dreamt about these same words you just typed... I'm not so good in mathematics but I know you're the missing X I've been looking for in my life.... we were made for each other.... our romance will be a scientific proof that TRUE LOVE still exist. ..[/b] @aarti

Sori frndz for not posting a new episode yesterday, I ran out of data. Pls bear wit me

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Episode 38 Bren1100: What job? I don‟t have any job yet. Weird_000: Good-bye, Brenda. I really enjoyed chatting with you. You will soon see me, Brenda, but tonight, you can only feel my presence within you again. At this point Brenda knew there was nothing she could do to make him answer any of her questions. She stared at the computer for some time after he‟d logged off. What was wrong with her? How could she sit down there chatting comfortably with this stranger? Was Jane right after all, about her being insane? But she was feeling okay, so what the hell was wrong with her? Stop it, she told herself. There is nothing wrong with you and there is nothing wrong with chatting with this strange guy. Eventually he would reveal himself and everything would become so clear. For now, she would have to continue enjoying the deep, unexplainable pleasure she got from chatting with him and having sexual encounters with his apparition every other night. At least, the sex was a virtual one and there could never be any anxiety about getting pregnant. * * * Jane came back home later in the evening and met Brenda preparing seriously for Thursday‟s aptitude test. She was equally aware that Brenda must have chatted with her anonymous friend and somehow, she wanted to know the outcome. Brenda wasn‟t going to help her in any way towards this objective, though. She only welcomed her and continued with her studies. “How was your chat with your new friend?” The other girl slowly looked up. “I thought you disapproved of the idea; why the sudden interest?” Of course Jane wasn‟t happy with this reply and Brenda‟s strange behavior, but somehow she felt guilty because it could be possible that Brenda was telling the truth and was unhappy with her for not believing her and thinking she was insane. She went into her room without another word and put on her nightgown. She came back into the living room and watched her friend for some seconds. Brenda did not even bother to look up; she just continued with her reading. “I am sorry Brenda; I didn‟t mean to sound that way. It‟s just that the story was so strange and unbelievable; it made me start developing ideas. I am sorry.” Still, she remained silent. “Did you chat with him?” “Yes I did.” “I want to hear about it, please.” “As usual, he was already there waiting for me to come online. He told me a lot of things about me; he knew about the interview and congratulated me as if I have already secured the job. I don‟t know how he gets his information. He made me talk about my previous relationships when I told him that you doubted me.” “So he now knows about me?” Jane was alarmed. “Yes. He promised me that he will never let anything harm me. I really want you to believe me, Jane. In fact, I have a feeling that I am not chatting with a human being. Nevertheless, even though I am scared sort of, I can‟t help wanting to chat with him. You can say that I am possessed; I think that is a better word than „insane‟ this time around, but I know I am not possessed, either!” “What more did he tell you?” Jane asked when she found her voice. “Well, he said I should call him Cain. He promised to reveal himself to me, but I will only be able to feel him, I won‟t be able to see him until….” “When?” “He said seven days from now.” “Brenda, you are really scaring the hell out of me.” “He said he loved me.” “Love?” Jane couldn‟t believe her ears. “Please, Brenda; tell me how you are feeling about this.” “I think I believe him. I know it sounds crazy but I have a strong feeling that his love for me is real and he won‟t do anything that will hurt me, nor will he allow anything or anybody to harm me.” “Brenda, honestly, I don‟t like the way you are handling this. I bet the next thing you will tell me is that you are falling in love with him.” “That, I cannot tell for now, but I can tell you that I enjoy chatting with him and look forward to seeing him. But for love, I don‟t know.” “When are you chatting with him again?” Jane asked. “I don‟t know. I will be very busy tomorrow and next. Saturday will be spent with Michael. I can‟t wait to tell him the whole story.” “You don‟t know how grateful I am that you won‟t be chatting with him in a couple of days.” She stood up. “I better leave you to prepare for tomorrow.” * * * The man was dead even before his body hit the ground. Nimrod was already bending down to fish out the keys from his pocket. “You – You killed him!” stammered his stupefied cellmate. “Yeah, and you‟ll be next if you don‟t shut up!” Nimrod berated him. “Serves him right! He should‟ve freed me first like he agreed to in the old deal before trying to cut a new one while I‟m still behind bars!” Monitoring the fat guard who had cut a deal with Allen concerning Nimrod‟s freedom had been easy.

[b] Episode 39 [/b] Once the fellow had identified himself the day before, demanding a new deal because he was in need of a larger sum of money, Nimrod had decided to put his own plan into action. Once he had agreed to the fool‟s request so that his cell could be unlocked, a sharp blow to the man‟s head had ended his life. Killing the idiot was going to be the easiest part. “Here, help me remove his clothes!” he snapped at the scared man standing at the corner of the cell once he had pulled in the dead man. Fat Slob had always felt he owned the place. Well, maybe now he could struggle with the devil for a piece of choice property in hell. “Be quick about it! Hayden will soon be back!” Hayden was the second guard on night duty with the now dead man lying half-nude on their cell floor. Quickly, Nimrod removed his prison clothes and put on the dead guard‟s uniform. They looked a bit oversized for him, but would do just fine. Bah! The fools had even given him a bath and new clothes before revealing the sad news to him! He spat out bitterly at the corpse lying on the floor. That had been a very stupid joke, and must have originated from the comptroller‟s office. For a moment, Nimrod thought of taking out the old man before making good his escape, but decided against it since he didn‟t have any time to waste. “Coming or not?” he snarled at his cellmate, who was still staring at the dead body at his feet. “C-Coming where?” He was incoherent and Nimrod realized he was a liability if left alive. With one quick swing of Fat Slob‟s baton, he broke the coward‟s neck and ended his life. Both bodies now lifeless on the cell floor, he stepped out and locked the metal door, thanking his stars that the lights were already out that night. None of the other prisoners moved to raise alarm despite their having heard the full details of the killings in the dark cellblock. They were too scared of the murderer now about to escape even though he was yet to flee the premises. “Gyton, what‟s up?” Hayden asked Nimrod when he came back from the lavatory with a flashlight, thinking he was Fat Slob, but the killer said nothing. “C‟mon, man…,” the warder urged him, laughing. “Are you deaf or what, Fatsy?” That was the last question he asked anyone in his life. The blow was a direct one to his head, which immediately cracked open his skull and ruptured some blood vessels within his brain. He fell dead at Nimrod‟s feet and the convict felt so gratified by this third kill that his private organ hardened. Fat Slob must be grateful for this favor in hell, he thought, since no one would call him Fatsy again if Hayden had remained alive. He ran to the main door and slowly unlocked it. The stale air inside the prison hall was quickly swept away by the cool breeze that rushed in as soon as he quietly pushed back one of these heavy steel structures. Outside was calm and flooded with searchlights, but there were no other guards in sight. Nimrod knew that they were out and about, though, so the next stage of his daring plan was to talk or look at no one while behaving as if he was really one of them until he had gotten to their private quarters. He stepped out, lowering his warder‟s cap a bit more to shield his face from them and the lights. Funny enough, nobody disturbed him during this stage of his plan. They were standing all around him as he walked straight to the guards‟ quarters, which was sited very close to the main gates of the prison, but save for some who thought he was Hayden and threw some ribald remarks at him in the form of a greeting; he successfully got to his destination without being stopped. And making as if to enter the small building, he slipped over to the gates and slithered out without being noticed. Hugging the dark areas of the high prison wall, he soon made it to a very safe distance and bolted. Nimrod ran for some time without looking back before he saw the car in the distance with its fog lights on, and then he recognized Allen sitting inside the Peugeot when the latter flashed the car‟s interior light once to notify him of his presence. He walked over to him as he got out of the car. They gave each other a soft hug. Then Nimrod looked back and said, “Pray that nothing ever brings you to this place.” Then he looked at Allen, “Your friend was trying to cut a new deal with me before freeing me, so I killed him.” “Well, serves him right then,” said Allen. He opened the door to his car as Nimrod walked to the passenger‟s side and allowed himself in. “Wow! It feels good to be free,” the killer said as he relaxed inside the car. He looked at himself in the side mirror and said, “Nimrod, you are free. It is time you take back all that was taken from you. Take control like you always did and live the life that you had missed while in that hole.” The engine of the car came to life in response to Allen‟s manipulations and they drove off. “Where are we headed?” Nimrod asked. “To your new home. I told you about it the last time I visited you. It is a perfect place for you, man! You will absolutely love it!” “The apartment you got for me somewhere outside town?” “Yes.” “So where do we start from here? I will like you to tell me more about the gang and what I should expect from them,” Nimrod said, businesslike. “Why don‟t you get home first and relax for a while? You are just coming out from the prison and right now you‟ve got a lot of time on your side. Why are you in such a hurry?” “I have got no time, buddy! My whole time got wasted while I was in that hole,” Nimrod snapped. “Right now, the only thing I need to do is to slaughter those two bastards and then make my presence known in the gang.”

Hmmm....dis Nimrod is so deadly. I jst hope his plan to kill Michael doesn't work out

Deadly soul

U took three life at a go, u re wicked

Really wired!

Hmmmm praying for Micheal

Dis guy of Nimrod z really dangerous oo

Thank God am back. Alast i don catch up wit u guyz . My mind dey tell me say na jane bf be d weird guy

normid u are so wicked so u enjoy killing right but remember dat dere is law if karma o

I just hope Nimrod plan of killing Michael doesn't work out

omo dis Nimrod baddest gan ni ooo

Nimrod u wicked pax wicked oo

Branda z such a fool,dis nimrod z not a human beinp at all

Nimrod.... killed at a go.. u felt no remorse and willing to kill more .... U are a monster.. u shldnt be among the livung

Haba! Nimrod, killing 3pple at a time and u are feeling no remorse. This is wickedness! Brenda, u are such a big fool! Falling for an unknown creature.

I dont understand. Is Brenda falling for this weirdo or what. You be psyche. @ele1, your mouth sweet oo. If no be se i be girl, i for copy

Damn deadly

10ks @mecuze

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Episode 40 There was a mean expression on his face and his voice was cold. Allen suddenly realized that Nimrod was more eager than he thought. So he decided to fill him in on the latest news. “Well, the gang is much larger and most of the new members know little or nothing about you. Glen must definitely be eliminated before you can take total control, if not he can cause an unwelcome stir. Michael is not in town now so he can‟t be reached for now. What name do you have for the gang?” “The Shepherd,” Nimrod said, thinking of Michael. “Why do you think we should have such an unusual name?” Allen asked. “There is nothing unusual about it. We are the Shepherds and that is that!” he snapped. “So how do we go about blending you with the gang?” Allen asked. “The gang is mine. I will blend those who want in and not the other way round.” “Remember, you have been away for four years. You shouldn‟t expect everything to be the same. Four years is a long period of time,” Allen said in a cool voice. He knew that that was the best way anyone could talk to Nimrod without provoking him. “You don‟t have to remind me all that. Shit! Four years of my life taken away from me just like that! Just because of some stupid busybody! Even the horrible times I had with my dad can‟t be compared with my experience in that hell. You know what? One of these days we will have to raid that prison! I have scores to settle with some of those prison guards!” “But first of all, we have to ensure a smooth re-entry into the gang for you. How well they accept you will go a long way in determining your success with them.” Allen was making a lot of sense, Nimrod thought, then he said, “I will have to kill Glen first, that will take out any unforeseen opposition. Then I will go after Michael. Once this is done, I will be able to concentrate more on the gang. As long as these two people are still alive, I will continue to feel I am still in that hell!” Allen knew that another reason why Nimrod really wanted to kill Glen and Michael was because of his passion for killing, which he had missed indulging in for the past four years. Well, if that was what he wanted, then that was what he would get. Little did he know that three men already lay dead in his masters‟ wake that night! “So when do you plan to take on Glen?” he asked the psycho. “Tonight, if possible. And if you have his home address, I don‟t see any reason why it shouldn‟t be possible,” Nimrod firmly said. “Good. Then we will pay him a surprise visit tonight.” Allen smiled. “I can‟t wait to see how surprised he will look when he sees you. He must have been thinking that you were going to stay in jail forever.” He was driving out of Lupe in full speed. “Does he stay alone?” Nimrod asked. “Yes.” “No serious relationship yet? Even after four years?” “I think there is someone he is taking serious right now, but she is not in town and won‟t be back till the week runs out.” “Then we must pay him a visit tonight. What a lucky bastard she is.” There was a sinister smile on his lips. He relaxed and visualized himself tearing Glen apart.

Episode 41 CHAPTER 8 HOW THEY MURDERED GLEN UNKNOWN to Allen and Nimrod, Glen had gotten himself a lady that would give him sexual satisfaction for the night since his woman wasn‟t in town. Becky was a young student at Star Gate University. Her special love for money had led her to Glen four weeks ago. Glen was comfortable with the relationship because Becky respected him and did everything he asked her to do. He also made sure she didn‟t come around except when he asked her to come. And Becky had never hesitated to come around whenever he told her to, just as long as he was going to give her money after the night. That Wednesday evening, he‟d needed Becky‟s service, and had told her to come around, which she did around 7:00 p.m., seductively dressed in very tight, black pants and a white body-hugging blouse that revealed almost her entire cleavage. Glen could not resist her, despite the fact that his girlfriend had called him earlier in the day to say that she could be back that evening or the next day. The exciting thought of having Becky for the night was therefore conflicting with the thought of being caught by his girl, yet he‟d taken that risk. They were both in the bedroom when he heard the noise coming from somewhere in the sitting room. He immediately became alert, and his fear was that his real sweetheart was back. Quickly getting out of bed, he turned to the frightened naked girl lying on it. “Climb into the ceiling; take all your belongings and leave no trace, stay there until I tell you to come out!” he directed her to her surprise. “I can‟t…” “Just do it, damn it!” He helped her into the ceiling and hurriedly left the bedroom. Becky knew he had a serious relationship. Her only concern was the money she always got from him, but the thought of being caught by his girl wasn‟t something she thought would be a pleasant one. Stories of how women who had been injured by other women who had perceived them to be treats to their relationships quickly sprang to mind as she held on to the ceiling‟s wooden beams. From here, she could see the whole room through a small hole, and she checked to see if she had forgotten anything, eventually feeling sure that nothing had been left behind. Glen entered the sitting room and noticed that somebody was knocking harshly on his door. This wasn‟t his girlfriend, he thought, wondering who could be knocking on his door like that at that ungodly hour. “Who is that?” he asked in a harsh voice. “It‟s me, Allen. Open the door!” Allen shouted from outside. “Allen? What is the problem?” Glen asked. Why would Allen visit him that late? he thought. Allen wasn‟t a regular visitor and he never visited without informing him first. “Something came up and we really need to talk,” Allen was trying to explain. He didn‟t want Glen to suspect anything. “Can‟t it wait? I am not in the mood for any discussion right now!” “I am here already; let‟s talk and get it over with.” Allen hesitated and then said, “I want us to talk about Nimrod, and you know he will soon be released from prison; we must discuss what role he should be allowed to play in the gang. I must tell you that he has other things in mind. Do you want to talk or not?” The thought of Nimrod had been a bother to Glen of late, especially with the knowledge that he would soon be released. Surely, he really needed to talk about Nimrod. This discussion could actually give him the opportunity to know how to take care of the psycho when he came out of prison. He opened the door, and stared at Allen, who was wearing black jeans below a dark-blue T- shirt. “Hi Glen, I have got a big surprise for you!” he quipped. His face betrayed nothing. “What surprise?” Glen asked him almost incoherently. “Can I come in?” Allen asked as he confidently walked into the house. Glen stepped aside for him to enter, still wondering what the surprise was. “What do you mean by having a surprise for me?” he asked suspiciously. He was just about to close his door when Nimrod appeared. Nimrod‟s wicked figure paralyzed him for a few seconds. He was both surprised and shocked. Nimrod was the last person he had expected to see just then, and he tried to speak, but couldn‟t find his voice. He quickly looked back at Allen only to be faced with a short gun. “Don‟t move mon ami! Like I told you, we have to talk and please don‟t try anything funny,” Allen said, threatening him with the gun. “It‟s been a long time, my good friend,” Nimrod said as he gently walked in and shut the door behind him. Glen was hearing nothing but the voice of the devil.

D devil is back

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Ha! U are really back frm d prison, im sure u gonna be dead b4 killing michael

Nawa oo,glen z gud as dead

I hope dis Nimrod's plan to kill Michael doesn't work oo

Glen just say your last prayer because you are as good as being dead

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Cheeiiiii!!! D devil z back

gangangangan leggo next epic nice one @mecuse where's my funny friend @hardeywummy2 naaa have lost many of my friends due to miss wahreva

Hmmmmmm

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[b] [color =blue] Episode 41[/color] [/b] The mean devilish expression on Nimrod‟s face made him want to pee on his pants. “I have come to finish up the discussion we started a long time ago,” Nimrod continued. “What took you so long to open the door? Are you with a lady? Let‟s go into the bedroom, I want to be sure that he is alone,” he directed at Allen. Glen remained silent as he thought of what to do. He could only lead them into his bedroom since the fierce gun was still pointed at him. Becky remained up in the ceiling. She was already aware that Glen wasn‟t coming in alone. She could clearly see two men looking more like bullies follow Glen into the bedroom. She wondered what was going on. The room was tensed and she was so afraid right now. Nimrod carelessly looked around and saw nobody. “A new habit, huh? You can now stay alone in your house doing nothing by this time of the day? I guess a lot have changed since I went away, my dear!” he joked. “I don‟t know what you want from me. It was not my fault that you went to jail. I even tried to defend you that night!” Glen began with pleading eyes. It was clear that Nimrod and Allen had serious evil intentions. He didn‟t know how he was going to save himself this time around. For now, he knew that the best thing he could do was to keep them talking, while praying for a miracle! “I have been rotting away in jail for the past four years. Lupe Prison is not a place that I would advise you to spend just a night in, fool! I have been staying in that hell for four years all because of you! So immediately I came out of that hell this evening, I thought of you! Time will not allow me to tell you everything I went through in that prison. I would have loved to so that you‟ll have a little idea of what is going to happen to you this evening,” Nimrod said without displaying any emotions on his face. His eyes remained still and devilish. “Nimrod, I never called the cops for you or try anything funny that night you were caught. We can work things out. I mean, you can take over the gang if you want…” “Shut up! It was because of your decision to leave the gang that I came over to your place that night. You felt you were smart and your stubbornness took me to jail!” Nimrod angrily cut in. The gun in Allen‟s hand was still aimed at Glen‟s head. They made him sit down on the bed. He sat on the bed, helplessly staring at the gun, and then Nimrod, and Allen, and back to the gun. Nimrod was glaring down at him with so much hatred. All of a sudden, he punched the fool on the jaw, and then landed two more on his nose and lips. Glen‟s face immediately became bloody as he was dragged and vigorously pushed to the floor. Both men began to kick him on the chest and stomach. At this moment, Glen felt both afraid and angry. He caught Nimrod‟s right leg and pulled him to the floor. He quickly reached for Nimrod‟s neck with both hands and started to squeeze with all his might. Nimrod found himself struggling for his life. The grip was unexpectedly too tight; and he realized almost too late that Glen was actually squeezing the life out of him! Allen was watching this brawl in confusion. He was not sure whether to shoot or not. Nimrod was choking to death! Quickly, he bent over and hit Glen on the head with his gun‟s butt. Glen felt the sharp pain when the gun landed on his head. This made him unconsciously loosen his grip. Then a second hit landed at the back of his head and this almost paralyzed him. And using this opportunity to free himself, Nimrod stood up, cursing angrily while Glen continued to role on the floor in pain. “He was almost killing me!” he angrily snapped at Allen. “Hold him and give me the gun!” he commanded. “We can‟t shoot him,” warned Allen, handing him the gun. “Someone might hear us!” He sat Glen up, wrapping his arms around the other man‟s neck from behind. Pulling down the curtain that covered the door, Nimrod violently pulled out its cord and, with Allen‟s help, tied Glen‟s two hands behind him with these. He now kicked the incarcerated man several times on his stomach and quickly brought out a short knife from his pocket. He was getting angrier and excited. With the knife, he stabbed Glen five times; thrice in the chest and twice in the stomach. Allen left Glen as his body slumped to the ground. They stood back and watched as he bled to death, struggling for his life, which was slowly ebbing away. Nimrod kicked him on the face and cursed with anger and hatred. And slowly, the dying man‟s body went limp on the floor. Now Nimrod felt a rush of satisfaction run through his body as he watched this event. The sight of the dead man was arousing him. Now he believed he was free at last. He wanted to shout for joy but made do with a smile. Allen did not like the sight; it was very nauseating. He felt like throwing up. “Stupid bastard!” Nimrod cursed, wishing he could start the act all over again. He kicked Glen three more times and said, “Let‟s get out of here!” He couldn‟t wait to get hold of Michael. He was sure the satisfaction he would derive from killing that one would be far greater than this. Becky had seen everything from the ceiling. She‟d almost fainted with fright before they finally cleaned up the place and left. * * * Officer Kennedy quickly walked over to Inspector Jack‟s car as it pulled over in front of Glen‟s house. There were mostly cops everywhere and very few neighbors. He led Jack into the building as he gave him the feedback of what they had learnt. “The deceased is Mr. Glen Jude. The neighbors said he was a rich man who loved spending money on social activities. Nobody knows the source of his wealth; he has always been secretive about that. He was with a young girl at the time of the murder; and she is a student of Star Gate University. She saw everything.” They were now in Glen‟s bedroom. His body was still on the floor in his own pool of blood. “The homicide crew is already through?” Jack asked as he inspected the corpse. “Yes, sir.” “Where was the girl?” “In the ceiling.” “Why?” “She said Glen asked her to climb into the ceiling when he thought it was his girlfriend knocking on the door,” Kennedy explained. “What did the girl see? Can she identify the murderers?” Jack asked. What a way to die, he thought, as Officer Kennedy led him out of the room. Five stabs in all! He wondered what the fellow had done to deserve this type of assassination. “She said there were two men, and from what she heard, one of them just came out from the prison. Glen referred to him as Nimrod. It seems Glen was responsible for his going to prison.” “Nimrod, huh?” “Yes, sir.” “The bastard!” Jack swore under his breath. “Any luck on knowing his whereabouts, sir?” “We‟re still trying, Ken,” said the inspector. “Right now I‟m hoping he was sloppy here so that we can get some leads here.” Officer Teddy of the homicide crew walked in.

[b] [color =blue] Episode 43[/color] [/b] He was a sleek-looking fellow with an expertise Jack knew no other officer could bring to the job. “Good evening, Inspector Jack,” he began. “What do we call this week, eh? Bloody week?” They didn‟t get the joke, so he quietly coughed. The week could be called a bloody one due to the deaths recorded in the Lupe Prison breakout the night before. Now this. “We‟re out of luck this time,” he continued. “Fingerprints are nowhere to be found, even on the murder weapon. It‟s like these guys knew what they were doing. Meticulously, I mean. Nothing here seems out of place except that dead body lying on the floor. If the deceased had given them a hell of a fight like the witness said, then he must have been one hell of a fighter!” Then, at the inquisitive stares he was getting from the other two officers due to this comment, he added, “There are no signs of struggle anywhere, guys! I meant that as a joke, sorry!” “Apology accepted,” snapped the inspector and even Officer Kennedy drew back with surprise. “I heard there was a witness, sir,” resumed Detective Ted after regaining his composure. “I guess she really did have a lot to tell?” “Yes. Well, let me save you the stress of looking for prints in this haystack, Teddy,” began Inspector Jack.“The girl said the murderer goes by our man‟s name, think he‟s a namesake?” And quickly: “That‟s a joke, Ted. I know it is Nimrod…this looks like his work.” “Well, then,” resumed the detective. “This makes everything a whole lot easier, right?” “Right…we just need to find him now.” “That is, if he‟s still hanging around after this, sir,” said Officer Kennedy. Jack nodded, but he knew that finding Nimrod was now his top priority. “Any word on Michael‟s whereabouts?” “No, sir. I think he is out of town, but a patrol squad is going over to his place as we speak,” said Kennedy. “They‟ll keep watch over the place as usual and inform him of the danger when he gets back.” “Keep me informed, officer,” said Jack. “We‟ll have to start looking for him even outside town in order to let him know about this threat today. Spread the word to all divisions outside Lupe as soon as I leave you. He and his friends are in very serious danger.” * * * Jack and Officer Kennedy drove into the large compound of Lupe Prison and he alighted as soon as the bulky presence of the Comptroller appeared before the building‟s main doors. He waved at them and the police officers walked over to where he stood. “Good day, officers. What brings you to Lupe Prison today?” he enquired. “Good day, sir,” Jack began. He would forever be grateful to the man for backing him up in court back when the police was trying to keep Nimrod in jail after the psycho had molested an inmate. “We came to find out more about the escaped convict called Nimrod when he was here. Did he have any visitors when he was in prison?” “Yes, he had a regular visitor, Allen Abu. I will get his address when we get to my office.” Both men followed him back to his office and a quick system search produced the said address. The comptroller quickly wrote down the information on a piece of paper and handed it to them. “That is the same contact address we have for Nimrod.” “Alright, we will check it out,” Jack said, thoughtfully. At Allen‟s home, they were informed that Allen moved out of the house three months ago and nobody knew his where about. Jack was convinced that it was Nimrod and Allen who had murdered Glen. He couldn‟t help but think that this Nimrod guy was crazy. The fellow had just escaped from prison, yet he still goes ahead to kill a citizen! This psycho must be apprehended before the idiot causes more havoc, thought the inspector. * * * Soon, their orders arrived and they zealously delved into the food. “We‟ll have to lie low for some time, dude…!” Allen proposed as he ate, trying to avoid the other man‟s eyes. “The cops will be searching for us by now, so we gotta do this for some time before taking Michael‟s Waterloo to him!” “Yeah, sure!” mumbled Nimrod, munching away. “I like the new apartment. We can hide in it for some time, and believe me; they won‟t find that place ten years from now!” Allen felt pleased after this remark. That was a sought of approval from his master for finding the secretive abode. “Got to get more provisions, though!” he said before shoveling a spoonful of rice into his mouth. “I will do that as soon as we leave here!” “Not me…,” began his partner, whose attention had been drawn to a wantonly dressed girl who‟d just entered the restaurant alone. “Think I‟ll be needing some company tonight!” “Yo, man,” agreed Allen, understanding perfectly what he meant. “Just be careful, though. Hide the body in the backyard when you‟re through with her. I‟ll help you dispose of it in the river tomorrow.” “And who said I‟ll kill her when I‟m through with her?” “Well…just figured, boss!” “Well, figure straight, alright?” The other man nodded slowly. “You‟re the boss, man. You‟re the boss.” They finished their meal in silence, Nimrod watching the girl with the corner of his eyes as she took a seat opposite their table and pushed back her short skirt a little, feigning ignorance of the attention this little action immediately garnered for her from almost all the male occupants in the room. This Nimrod did not like and he stood up without a word and went straight to her. Allen quickly finished his rice and gulped down his last beer before paying for their meal. “Looking for something, Mister?” She was haughty and disrespectful. He liked that in a girl. “Love, my dear…L. O. V. E.” “It is going to cost you,” she quickly added, pulling up her mini a bit more. “No problem. I have a car. Follow me.” “To your place?” She sounded so inquisitive. “Yeah?” “Gonna cost you even more.” “We‟ll discuss that in the car.” Allen was waiting for them at the Peugeot. They both got in the back. The girl first and then Nimrod. “I can do you both now if you want,” she began, looking Allen over with large brown eyes. “Only it will cost you even more.” “Shut up!” She fell silent but did not get out of the car. That was her second mistake, Allen thought as he started the engine and rolled the sedan out of the parking lot. Her first was meeting them.

That waz 42 up.

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Nice story,nimrod u are going to pay very soon,u better 4 get abt michael,bc michael will always bring u down

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This Nimrod is dam deadly! Murdered Glen just like that... I think Five straight stabs is outrageous. Micheal! I just pray that the Cops get to you before Nimrod hits you and that you'd be at safety before he strikes

You are still going to end up in jail Nimrod

Michael You have to be extremely careful cos vhiz Nimrod is damn too danqerous. Chai! I pity that call-qirl. Her own don piam.

Dis story is getting more bloody..As for d prostitute her own is finished!!

Dis Nimrod is damn wicked. Still following shaa oo

Hmmmm dis bad boiz sha

Nawa for you oo @nimrod

Nimrod is a Bår$tärð

na death penalty be ur case now @normid

Still following

Her mistake or ur mistake?

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Episode 44 Inspector Jack Davison was livid when he saw the naked body. She‟d been fished out of the water with a fishnet a local fisherman had lent the force a few minutes ago for this sole purpose. Her eyes were still wide open as if frozen in wild fright and her body had knife stabs all over it. “How long has she been dead?” he asked the police doctor on the case. “Two days at the most.” “Wow…so sad….” Jack shook his head as he said this. “This is of the utmost priority, doc,” he told the officer. “We‟ll need your report ASAP!” “Yes, sir. I‟ll begin the examination immediately!” “I want to know if you find anything…someone‟s blood…sperm…hair… whatever. The government is keen on putting an end to this murder spree and they have invited Inspector Bromsbey from Scotland Yard to join the investigation as we search for Nimrod. We wanna know if he‟s acting alone or with accomplices.” “You are welcome, sir!” the doctor told the white man standing beside the Nigerian inspector. “How was your trip?” “Alright, doctor…off to work!” cut in his superior. “You can enquire about that when our job is done here!” Bromsbey, on his own part, was smiling at the doctor.“A pleasure meeting you, doctor,” he now said as the police physician saluted his Nigerian counterpart and walked away. He was a short, fat man with little bulbous eyes, and Jack had never for once thought he‟ll be nothing but a great deal of help in this impossible case they were yet to unravel. His professionalism and intelligence superseded him. “Once again, you‟re welcome to Nigeria, inspector.” “Thank you, Jack…a nice country you‟ve got here!” “Well, we do our best, my friend…although certain citizens of this great nation keep making our job a very difficult one as you can see here.” He flipped open the white cloth covering the dead girl for the other man to see and they just stood there staring at the bloated body. “Poor girl,” finally said Bromsbey, turning to the small river. “How did you know she was in the water, inspector?” “Some fishermen found her floating body a few hours ago, sir, and please call me Jack.” “And Nimrod…where does he fit into all of this?” “We believe he did this since a witness to another crime said she saw him commit that other offence in the same fashion we now see here, my friend,” replied the Nigerian. “Though we‟re yet to get any hard evidence linking him to that other deed,” he added as an afterthought. “They must have wiped their fingerprints clean from the knife they used in that murder. Our divers are scouring the river bed as we speak in search of a knife right now, and I pray they just threw this one away without wiping it clean of their prints this time.” “So there is an accomplice?” “That‟s the line I‟m towing for now, inspector…remember that according to our witness, another man held Nimrod‟s first victim for him as he did the stabbing. I don‟t think Nimrod did this alone either.” “Rope?” “Maybe, but I still have this hunch, inspector…I‟ve never been wrong before.” Both men were now walking away from the shore towards the squad cars still blipping their sirens and illuminating the still night with their force lights. Three other forensic experts from Scotland Yard were unpacking their equipment from the trunk of their sophisticated-looking van. Jack found himself wondering what kind of equipment was inside the behemoth thing. Officer Kennedy saluted them halfway to their destination. “OK, Ken, what do you have for me?” “We…We are yet to get Mr. Black at home, sir,” said the police officer. “What do you mean by that, my friend? Have you tried calling him?” “Several times, sir…but his phone is always switched off.” “What of his office?” “That is where we got his number, sir…they said they will notify him when they get to him…seems he‟s on an assignment for his company outside town, sir.” “But the officers you sent to his house the day before said they saw his car parked there, right?” asked Bromsbey. “Yes, sir,” agreed Kennedy. “Maybe he didn‟t go with the car, then.” “Keep trying to get him, Ken,” ordered Davison, swinging open his patrol car‟s door as he spoke. “We don‟t want him to be the fifth victim now, do we?” * * * Michael arrived in front of Brenda‟s door at exactly 11:00 a.m. on Saturday, looking elegant in a dark-red T- shirt and blue jeans. Brenda couldn‟t help admiring that handsome figure the moment she opened the door for him to enter. She instantly felt that it was going to be hard to resist him if Cain did not sweep her off her feet when he showed up like that in some days‟ time. “I didn‟t think that you will be coming this early,” she said, smiling. Michael sat down and said, “If I had my way, I would have been here early enough to have breakfast with you. Where is Jane?” “Oh, she is in the bedroom preparing for her date with Brad, her fiancé.” Then loudly, “Jane, Michael is here!” Jane came out almost immediately. “Hi, Michael. Nice seeing you, it‟s a pity I will be going out soon.” “That‟s okay. No wonder you are looking so beautiful. Your fiancé must be very proud of you.” Jane spent only a few minutes with them before Brad came to pick her up. From the way Brad looked at him, it was obvious that he approved of Michael‟s involvement with Brenda. He made Michael promise to take care of Brenda before finally going out with Jane. Again, Michael was alone in the house with Brenda. What shall I offer my Mr. Handsome?” Brenda was standing in front of him in an attempt to get whatever he requested. Michael was glad to know that she thought he was handsome. “A bottle of Maltina will do.” “So what is your plan for today?” she asked as she opened the bottle of Maltina. She sat close to him and paid attention to his face. “I will like it if we hang around in your house for a while, then we can go out in the evening.” “Okay,” she accepted in a lovely, gentle voice. “I have spent the whole of this week thinking of this moment. And I am so glad that it has finally come,” he said. “Really? Then why didn‟t you squeeze out time to pay me a visit during the week? You didn‟t even call everyday as you promised.” “I wished I could but I had a very hectic week. But trust me, you were always here.” He touched his heart. “I was busy at the tail of the week also. I had to go for a job test on Thursday and I was called for an interview on Friday.” “Yea, that reminds me; how did you fare?” “It was cool, I am very positive that I will be called for the job. Besides, my internet friend told me the job is mine.” “Can you tell me about your cyber friend?” This was the topic he‟d wanted her to throw up, and now that she had done so, he wasn‟t going to leave it so easily. “I have been waiting to tell you, Michael,” she began with some enthusiasm, “but I really need you to believe and promise me that you won‟t think that I am making it up or going crazy.” “It‟s all right, you can tell me everything,” he assured her. Brenda had thought it a good idea to tell Michael the story of Cain because she had seen him as a good listener right from the very first time they had stayed together.

Episode 45 She told him everything about Cain, leaving nothing out except his nightly visits to her room. She also used the opportunity to tell him about why her breakup with Adam really affected her the way it did. “I don‟t know what to really think, I can‟t help wanting to chat with him even though I am scared. Am I possessed?” she asked him in conclusion. “No, you are definitely not possessed. I believe that there is an explanation for it all; with time, all will be revealed,” Michael said. Now he understood why Jane had been worried. The story her friend had just told him was unbelievable. Something was happening to Brenda; she was no longer the girl struggling to recover from heartbreak. She was now a lively, confused girl, filled with nothing but curiosity and excitement about a strange being on the internet. Could it be that this was a ghost? Michael had never in his life given ghost issues a second thought. “Can I ask you a question? Michael asked. “Shoot.” “I want you to tell me what you think about Cain. Do you think he could be some guy playing pranks on the internet or some form of…of a ghost?” “Honestly, I think it is a ghost or someone with some supernatural powers. Michael, he is taking hold of my time. He is making me have less control of myself, and a part of me wants to give in to whatever he wants.” “That sure sounds like „possession‟ to me, don‟t you think?” he lightly suggested to her utter chagrin. “No, it‟s not!” she shot back. “Then the best thing for you to do is to put a total stop to chatting with him,” Michael said, feeling guilty for even introducing the idea in the first place. “No, I can‟t. You don‟t understand, Michael; I have both a good and bad feeling about Cain. Honestly, the good feeling is overshadowing the bad one.” This was getting out of hand, Michael thought, but he swore that he wasn‟t going to watch the girl he was falling in love with waste away just like that. Brenda was becoming precious to him. “I am confused, Brenda. I really want to help you, but I don‟t know what to do. How long will this continue?” “I don‟t know….” She suddenly stopped talking. She was having a strange sensation. Something was happening in the room. She looked up, down and sideways. “What is it, Brenda?” Michael asked. “I don‟t know, I just have a strange feeling,” she quietly said. “Strange feeling about what?” “Brenda.” “Yes?” She‟d heard the voice. It was the most beautiful sound she had ever heard. No music could be compared to it.“Cain!” she called out. She was looking all around and couldn‟t tell where the voice was coming from. “Can you see me? Where are you?” “Yes I can, Brenda, I can see you.” The voice was intoxicating; it was lovely. “He is here,” she said to Michael. “Cain is here.” She stood up, looking very excited. “Can you hear him? I told you he is real. He promised me that he was going to make me see him and maybe he is about to keep his word.” “I can‟t hear anything, Brenda, let alone see anyone. What is wrong with you?” Michael asked, not knowing how to handle her. Was she going crazy? he thought. “Can‟t you hear him?” Brenda was puzzled. How couldn‟t Michael hear Cain‟s voice? This was a very good opportunity for her to prove to Michael and Jane that she wasn‟t going insane. “Cain! Can you speak out? So that my good friend here can hear you.” “It‟s good that he is here, Brenda. I know he‟ll make you happy, but I didn‟t come here to be seen.” There was an impatient note in the voice. “I came here to tell you where we‟ll meet later this week.” “Where? How?” She suddenly became oblivious of Michael‟s presence. Michael could also observe that Brenda was becoming unconscious of her environment, like she was being hypnotized. “Brenda! Brenda!! What is happening? Can you talk to me?” Who was she talking to? he thought. Brenda couldn‟t hear him. Something strange was happening to her. “Where are you, Cain? I want to see you!” Brenda suddenly felt very light. She began to witness a floating sensation. Michael continued to watch her in astonishment. Something seriously strange was happening to her. Suddenly, she began to take off her clothes. She was obviously in a romantic mood with somebody he couldn‟t see. This had to stop, he thought. He had been stunned by her behavior and couldn‟t help but watch her behave strangely. Now he couldn‟t just watch her take off everything. He was also stunned by her beautiful body. He suddenly realized that she was more beautiful than he‟d ever thought. Yet he felt scared. Then he felt a sense of responsibility. How could he stand there and watch the girl he was falling in love with go into a romantic escapade with who knows what? He suddenly grabbed her and called her name several times. “What is wrong with you? Brenda!” He shook her more violently. Then he felt her fall into his arms. He lifted her and carried her to the long sofa. Brenda opened her eyes and starred into his face. She looked more beautiful than he had ever thought she was. She reached out and touched his chin. “Oh, Cain…” “Oh, Brenda,” he said, feeling sorry for her. “Make love to me, Cain.” “Brenda, I am not Cain…” “Love me, Cain!” “What?”She was tugging at his collar, and this was obviously exciting him. The kiss was sweet and passionate when it came, and his shirt easily came off afterwards. “Brenda, you know we shouldn‟t…” Yet, he was still hesitant. But wait. Could it be that she really had no internet friend? What if she was making up the story just to get away from the depression Adam‟s jilt had been causing her? he frantically thought as he started pulling off his trousers and helping her with her undies. That would mean there was nothing physically wrong with her, just the mental side effect of the depression, which, he must admit, was a natural occurrence for many people going through the terrible experience of heartbreak in the modern world. She was caressing him while he feverishly kissed her all over, all guilty thoughts of now taking advantage of her situation forcefully banished from his mind. Their hips came together for an instant and the pulsed shock of this meeting was both exhilarating and electrifying. “Brenda, you know we shouldn‟t…” he began again, feeling extremely guilty, and she shushed him with a deep kiss that energized his manhood and sent ripples flying around in his brain. He was inside her just as quickly and immediately started pushing his hips against hers, slowly but surely. Right there on the sitting room sofa, they suddenly realized they were more than perfect for each other, their audible breathing the only sounds emanating from their bodies as they struck up a rhythmic gyration only two lovers entwined in concupiscence could generate. The tempo of this gyration could only increase, faster, faster, and faster still, until they were sweating profusely as they made crazy love to each other. It was all over almost as soon as it had begun, and he brought her closer to his bosom, whispering sweet nothings to her as she kept sighing deeply.

Uhm.. Rili speechless

Like micheal is linked to cain bt does'nt know

i would have said 'cain' was a figment of Brenda imaginations but i think he's real and connected to micheal also ... where my goons dem @ebube @sonshine @pheranmmie041 @pharm-vickymears @prestigiousfirstlady @sofia @rosey @invincible @hardeywummy2 @chomyline @youngfellow @gift4law @pweety @semilore @sexynikky1994 @natasha9976 @pizarro @eminem @rufus @saintkenz @ladygrasha @krizzy @christiana @steph @promzy

@ele1 thanks bro, i'm yet to catch u guys o, i dey behind. *operation save pages activated*

uh...speechhless

tanks @Mecuze

hmm..i reserve my comment

Hope she wont regret her action later on

it complicated

Uhm dnt knw wat 2 say abt Brenda. Bt as 4 u Nimrod abi wetin b dah ur mumu name, God go soon catch u

Maybe Cain is helping Mike win her hrt...lol. Next plss

Hmmm,am confuse also...bt she need help

hmmm.may God save u @Brenda

I don't even know what to say am just speechless

Its getting more complicated than i thought. Who is this Cain? This strange being. But all i know is that, Michael just killed whatever relationship he had with Brenda.

Ah dunno wot to make outta dis

Eish this is sirious.fire burn this cain self.

nute

mute

Oh! Shit wot d hel hv U done @Michael, it seem's ur flesh is stronger than d spirit of God in U. That ghost called Cain is trying to transfer his spirit into ur flesh for him to b visible to humans, Brenda in particuler. And this wil authomaticaly make u nt the real Michael Jan uesd to no. I reali pray it dosen't com to dt or da wis ur image is damed.

Gordon Spark in d buildin... Just landed... Wot an interestin story... Greetings to all ma fellow coolvalers.... Happy Xmas... Happy Christ Jesus

I can only deduce that Brenda has gone crazy. Her emotional trauma has degenerated to become worse. MichaelI know that resisting such temptation when it involves a girl we live is hard but I expected you as a psychologist & seeing how the whole thing started, you shouldn't have gone down with her. Hope you know you just took advantage of a lady whose in oblivion and that could amount to rape? Now a stream of regrets is what will follow....... Michael will regret ever indulging in that love making session, Brenda will regret ever opening up to you and trusting you while Jane & Brad will also regret trusting you to be able to help Brenda & will feel you took advantage of her. Waiting to see how it goes

Nimrod! Your days are numbered. Running will not save you even though it will be difficult getting you but "Everyday is for you but one day, it will be for the security agents hunting you".

Ur killin had neva goten a trace al ur life. U killed ur Dadd& Mumm & oda's without being cought @Nimrod. da ur jaz expired d day Michael cought u tryin to end's ur colig breath which led to ur prisoner, frm dt very day every killin u did u ar bein cought. Can't u see d hand writing on d wall @Nimrod, ur Doom is near than u tot for Michael. Waitin 4 d next episod

This is a serious faucking case.

this is too serious.......waiting to see how it turns out

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Episode 46 This wasn‟t the way Michael had dreamt this weekend would go, but despite everything that had happened, he was glad to now have her by his side. Of course, he couldn‟t still make out what was happening to her, but he was sure that nothing, not even the devil, himself, could make him let her go now. He looked at her and realized that she was already sleeping. He didn‟t want to wake her, so he just kept holding her as he admired her beautiful body. * * * Michael had not been able to get Brenda and yesterday‟s event out of his mind. In fact he had slept with the thought and it still persisted even though the day was half way gone. He was more confused than a lost infant. He didn‟t know how to handle Brenda‟s situation. Was she possessed by demons? Was she hallucinating? Who was Cain? Did she have a history with this sort of thing? Backing off wasn‟t an option. He had already formed a very strong emotional attachment towards her; not to mention their steamy tango that day – he won‟t be a happy man if he left her. Besides, she needed him now and standing by her would prove his love for her and increase his chance of having her to himself. He was very concerned for her and was even more worried that he could proffer no solution to her problem. He could feel her pain, her confusion and her worries. From the way she acted yesterday, it was obvious that, although she was sure of what was happening to her, she was frightened and helpless about her situation. Something beyond her control was manipulating her and she was scared to death. Yesterday‟s event was scary and mysterious. Was there any sort of danger? No! He shouldn‟t be thinking like that. Then he remembered her standing almost naked before him. What a body! He couldn‟t help lusting after the little he saw of her body even before their encounter. It had almost distracted him from what was really happening to her. And then she had slept soundly on him after the sex, looking so vulnerable and desirable, he recalled. The way she had leaned on his body, just like an infant who was so much dependent on its mother. Wow! He was glad she had found comfort in him and he was ready to give her more comfort if given the opportunity. It was almost 2:00 p.m. that Sunday afternoon. He was just relaxing on his bed. Thoughts of Brenda had handicapped his normal Sunday activities. He wanted to pay her a visit but thought against that. He had called her instead and was happy to hear her sweet gentle voice sounding lively and cheerful. She had said she was feeling better and from the sound of her voice, he believed her. His thought drifted to fantasies of him and Brenda having romantic moments, but the sudden ringing of his phone brought him back to reality. It was his friend, Joel. “Are you at home?” Joel asked over the phone. “Yes. I am just relaxing at home; I don‟t feel like going out today,” he lazily answered. “Is everything alright? What‟s bothering you, Michael? I can detect something from the way you sound.” “How do I sound? I am the psychologist here, you know?” Michael replied defensively. He was surprised that Joel could detect something in his voice. Had he been that carried away? “I may not be a psychologist, but I can tell when a friend is worried. I am passing by your street. I just thought that I should perhaps check on you.” “That will be nice. As a matter of fact, I can do with the company now.” Joel knocked on the door a few minutes later. Michael was already in the sitting room waiting for him. He had decided to seek Joel‟s opinion on Brenda‟s issue. The sudden presence of Joel made him realize that he was actually lonely. Joel, on the other hand, was looking excited. “Is this how you intend to spend your Sunday after much stress during the week? What is the matter with you?” Joel asked as he shook hands with Michael and made for the nearest seat. “I am okay; I just didn‟t feel like hanging out today, besides it‟s just almost 3:00 p.m. I might still change my mind.” “Michael, you are not being honest with me. It‟s that girl, right? Brenda?” “What are you, a psychic? Well, you sort of got it right, though,” Michael agreed. “Wow, what is the problem? I can see she is really getting you worked up.” Joel was concerned. “A lot had happened; I really need to talk to someone.” Without wasting much time, Michael told him the situation so far. He concentrated more on the mysterious Cain, leaving out their sexual tango since he‟d come to see that incident as a mistake he dared not repeat. “I think you should take her to a spiritual healer or something. This is far beyond Psychology or Medicine,” Joel concluded afterwards. His cheerful face was now looking more confused than ever. “I suggested that but she rejected the idea. Besides, that suggestion implies that I think she is insane. I am afraid of losing the confidence she has in me. She needs someone who she can trust, someone who will stand by her. And I want to be that person.” Michael looked helpless. “But you can‟t just sit there and watch her gradually tear up psychologically,” Joel said. “Well, I am actually hoping that Cain will not appear or disturb her again. Maybe I scared him away.” Joel was surprised, “This is crazy, Michael, there was nobody there. She needs prayers. And even if there was a ghost,” he sounded skeptical, “you can‟t scare him, he is interested in you. Ghosts don‟t go away that easily. God, this is crazy!” Michael suddenly looked up at Joel. “You are beginning to scare me. I am asking for help here, can you do that for me?” “Have you spoken to her today?” Joel asked, wondering what sort of help Michael expected him to render. “Yes, she sounded alright. And I hope it remains like that. Look, Joel, this girl is really a wonderful person; I am so much in love with her, she is just the kind of girl I have been praying for.” “Take it easy with her since you like her this much. You must devote more time to her, talk to her and let her tell you everything. I believe you are the best man to handle her. I also believe that only what she says can be used to help her.” “Well, I will try my best. It‟s time I let the psychologist in me out. It‟s just that I never bargained for something mysterious like this, but I will face it.” “Yes, you never bargained to struggle for her with a ghost called Cain,” Joel bantered. “What an interesting name; wasn‟t Cain the first murderer in the Bible? Do you think they could have something in common?” “Joel! Are you going to continue to scare the shit out of my pants? You are bringing a whole new dimension to the story!” Joel had really gotten his attention with that statement. Could the name suggest that Cain is a murderer? Suddenly, he didn‟t want to discuss the issue anymore. “Enough of me; how is the wife?” “Oh, she has a guest who is keeping her busy all day. I saw it as an opportunity to come out for a while. At least, she won‟t need or miss me for a while.” Joel was glad for the change of topic.

Episode 47 “Why are you so cheerful this afternoon?” “Everything, Michael. My marriage is heading towards perfection. My wife is such a wonderful woman; I have been so blind and selfish all this time. I have good news for you.” “Tell me.” “My wife is pregnant. I will soon be a father!” “Lovely, Joel, I am so happy for you! This calls for celebration!” “What‟s your idea?” “My idea? Are you sick? We are going to get drunk, man!” He stood up. “Wait for me…let me change my clothes!” He came out eight minutes later and together they left the building. As he locked the door, Michael reminded himself that he was going to call Brenda later in the evening. A patrol car sped past their car as they were moving out, but both men paid it no heed. * * * Brenda thought about Michael throughout Sunday. It was almost 6:00 p.m. and she was in the sitting room listening to Sade Adu‟s Smooth Operator. The kitchen utensils kept rumbling lightly in the kitchen. It was Jane. She was meant to go out with Brad earlier in the day, but had decided to spend the day with Brenda instead. At that very moment, she was preparing dinner for the two of them, giving Brenda some time alone to once again think about Michael and yesterday‟s event. She knew that she had developed strong feelings for him; feelings she chose not to call love for now. Of course, she liked him and was sure he liked her also. She could remember how secure she had felt in his arms the day before; so secure that she‟d slept like a baby after their lovemaking. He had boldly stood there with her even when she was acting strange. She did not even repulse him, even after Cain had made her embarrass herself. He was a very sensitive guy who seemed to understand her despite the short time they had had together. But was she actually safe in his hands? Could she trust him? She wanted to hold back her emotions and not allow herself to fall in love with him, but this was getting beyond her. She wished he would stop coming around. That was the only way she could resist him. Why couldn‟t guys just leave her the hell alone? Nevertheless, would she be happy if he stopped coming around? She loved the way he had comforted her yesterday, the understanding he had shown. Oh God, what should she do? Her phone started ringing by her side. It was Michael. “Michael.” “Pretty one, I couldn‟t get you off my mind throughout today. So I thought I should get myself some therapy by calling you and hearing your beautiful voice,” he said. “Thinking about me doesn‟t make any one to fall so ill as to require any therapy, unless the thought is unpleasant,” Brenda replied cheerfully. “Thinking about you causes me to miss you and whenever I miss you, I am not happy and whenever I am not happy, I need therapy.” “So how do you feel now that you‟ve heard my voice?” “I think you know better. How are you doing this evening?” “I am fine. Where are you? The background is noisy,” she said. “I am hanging out with a friend. We are celebrating his pregnant wife. We are in a small bar at the center of town.” “You hang out alone? You didn‟t think it was necessary to take me along with you?” “Oh no, not at all; I just thought it okay that you had some rest today. There will be enough time for us to hang out in the future. Besides, this was an impromptu arrangement; I didn‟t have time to call you,” he explained. “That‟s okay. I was only teasing. I am not really in the mood to hang out today. I and Jane are having a good time together.” “How is she doing?” “She is fine, and we are alright.” “I hope Cain didn‟t bother you today?” “No, he didn‟t,” she replied, memories of the day before flooding back in one quick rush. “I wish he won‟t come back. I really appreciate the way you sound today. I pray it continues.” “Yes,” she replied, not sure of whether his view about Cain was okay with her. “When next are you coming around?” “I will definitely squeeze out time within the week, let‟s say Tuesday or Wednesday.” “Looking forward to it.” “Take care of yourself.” “I will.” She dropped the phone. She looked up towards the kitchen and saw Jane watching her. “I knew someone was watching me. Are we ready to eat?” “Just give me a few minutes. Was that Michael on the line?” Jane asked. “Yes.” “Michael is such a nice guy and I am happy that the two of you are getting along fine,” replied her friend. Jane had been told every detail of what happened the day before. She was glad that Michael had handled the situation very well despite Brenda‟s embarrassing act. She couldn‟t understand what was happening to her friend, though, but was grateful that Brenda was looking more lively and cheerful that day. She had looked like someone who had seen a ghost the night before, and this was the reason she had decided to forgo her date with Brad. She wanted to pay close attention to Brenda. “He‟s calling for the second time today?” “Yep!” Brenda replied. “Awesome, right?” “Yeah, I just hope he wouldn‟t turn out to be like those other losers in your past,” agreed Jane. She liked Michael and prayed for the best between him and Brenda. She didn‟t know why this Cain or ghost had chosen to distract Brenda now that she was finding love again. “Yes, that is how they come around in the beginning, looking like white angels, later they turn out to be black devils.” There was a note of sarcasm in Brenda‟s voice. “You just have to be optimistic. He might be the right guy for you, you never can tell.” “Well I am not giving him all my heart yet. I am still watching carefully. She stood up and walked towards the kitchen, “I am getting hungry; when are we going to eat?” “Dinner will soon be ready. Just go back to the sitting room and enjoy your music.” Jane was really impressed by Brenda‟s great mood. She hoped that her friend would be called for the job soonest so that she wouldn‟t have the time to browse at the café again. Ten minutes later, they were eating dinner; it was rice and salad, with plenty of fried plantain. “This is lovely,” Brenda said as she ate. “Thanks.” And after some seconds: “I have a strong feeling that you are going to be called for the airline job this week.” “I feel so too; besides, Cain said that I will get the job. He has already congratulated me, remember?” Not Cain again, Jane thought. Nevertheless, she tried not to show her negative feeling towards the mentioned name. She even pretended not to have heard. “We will celebrate in a special way. I have plans for the event.” “Oh Jane, it will be wonderful news. My parents will be so happy; I just wish I get it o! Please pray very hard for me o!” “You know I will, dear.” Suddenly, Brenda felt dizzy; she stopped eating and sat motionless for a while. “What is the matter?” Jane asked her confusedly. “I don‟t know, it…it just seems as if…if something just…just sapped my energy!” she stuttered, beginning to breathe hard. “I…I need to…to lie down!” “Why don‟t you finish your food first?” Jane suggested, worriedly staring at her friend. Brenda managed to finish her food, and with Jane‟s help, went into the bedroom and lay down on the bed. “It‟s no use!” she suddenly stammered, beginning to roll around on the bed. Jane watched her as she continued to stir restlessly, wondering what was happening to her. Could it be Cain again? “Brenda, do you think it is Cain?” she asked. Brenda did not reply but continued to stir more violently. Jane didn‟t know what to do. Did Brenda need a doctor? She continued to stare in confusion. Then Brenda stopped: she seemed to have fallen asleep. It was then that Jane realized she was drenched in sweat.

Woaw haaaaa...i really wanna no what's causing all this...maybe this is a spiritual husband case.

Cain z a demon...u need prayer

Na wetin dey happen?

I am even afraid 4 brenda

Spiritual husband @cain and he is dominating u @Brenda. U need deliverance

Tssh! I really want to know what is causing this to Brenda. She needs a spiritual healer as joel advised

nw wey u don dey happy na dat thme cain see to show up..oga la ra e ooo

nw wey u don dey happy na dat thme cain see to show up..oga la ra e ooo...tanks @Mecuze

Brenda u need prayer.... Cain z manipulating u

Mecuze!

[b]I qex Cain jst left her body 4 qud as a result d sex she had wt Michael cos Cain did mention earlier dt none 'll hv Brenda xcept him alone. Nw dt Michael has qot btw her leqs I tink its a terapy dt jst qot Cain crashinq out of Brenda's body. ahahahahah Jst qexinq o![/b]

Am rili speechless.. Dnt knw what to say again cos Brenda situation don pass be careful oo.. Gud work.. Nxt plz

I pity Brenda ooo

Nawa ooo

@Aarti

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[b] Episode 48 CHAPTER 9 THE MYSTERIOUS DEATHS THAT Monday morning, the patrol vehicle stopped before the block of flats where Michael had his apartment. Two police officers got out and made for the gate. “Haaa!” began Linus, the gateman. “I hope no problem, officers?” The police had been sending a different set of officers to the block every morning and for some time now, and he was beginning to find this action very strange. “Is it about Mr. Michael again?” “Yes, Mr. Gateman,” one of the men agreed. “I hope he‟s around today?” “Why not? You guys came so early today!” replied the old ex-soldier. “Of course, he‟s around!” “Have you told him about our previous visits, which always met his absence?” The old man scratched his head and said nothing. “Thanks for forgetting, Mr. Gateman!” berated the second cop. “Now we need to see him!” Linus unlocked the smaller side gate for them and they came into the compound. “But you could have also called his office to get his phone number, my friends,” he pointed out. “We‟ve done that so many times and the number they gave us is always ringing when we call it but nobody ever picks it,” said the first cop. “His office told us that they would let him know about our intention to meet with him, but just like you, I think they haven‟t done that, yet!” Already, the other officer was going up to the block of flats. He knew where Michael‟s apartment was since he‟d been there before, and soon he was ringing the bell. Michael opened the door. “Yes?” “Good morning, sir,” said the policeman, now relieved that the fellow was around. “We have an urgent matter to discuss with you. May we come in?” “Eh…. Sure! Of course, you can! Please!” Michael was still in his bathrobe, but he made room for the two men to step into his plush parlor, although he did not gesture to any seats. This meant they could only be brief and to the point about their early morning call. “We‟ve been trying to get you on your phone for some time now, sir, but you never picked your calls.” “We got your number from your company, sir,” quickly added the other officer on noticing Michael‟s inquisitive stare. “That was the only way we could get it.” “Oh… I lost my phone and just retrieved my number yesterday,” replied Michael. He became serious again. “So…why were you calling me, then?” “There was a jailbreak a few days ago, sir,” began the first policeman. “The inmate who escaped had specifically mentioned your name as a murder target when he was in prison.” Michael must have seen a ghost at that very moment for all he could tell. The man had a sudden, stupefied facial expression. “This prisoner‟s name is Nimrod Bassey James, sir,” contributed his colleague. “It appears you were the key witness during his conviction.” “Nimrod Bassey James? Of course I remember that name…the burglar,” Michael recalled. “I witnessed him burgling my friend‟s house a few years ago and I called the cops.” “Was that your friend Mr. Glen Jude?” “Yes…why do you ask?” “He‟s dead, sir,” was the blunt reply. Michael‟s hands unconsciously went to his head. “Oh, my God” “We believe it was Nimrod and an accomplice who killed him.” “When – When did this happen?” “A few days back, sir. Your friend must have gotten entangled in some dirty deals with Mr. James who then thought it best to take him out.” “Mr. Nimrod is now at large, Mr. Black. You and your friends are in immediate danger, and must take every necessary precaution in order to be safe. This is why we came to see you.” “What must I do?” “You can start helping us by taking down our emergency numbers, and giving us the some of your friends‟ numbers as well.” “We will post undercover agents in this block as a further deterrent, sir,” his colleague added. “With all this in place, I think Mr. Nimrod Bassey James will do well to leave you and your friends alone.” * * * Nimrod woke up to see the naked girl still sleeping beside him. Then he remembered he had snuffed out her life in the night during an obscene sexual encounter, and wondered why he‟d earlier thought that she was still alive. He flung away her long legs, which he had crossed over his during the night, and got up. Allen would know how to dispose of the body later that day, he thought, as he lit a cigarette and turned to look at her again. She was a very beautiful prostitute, who they had picked up the night before in a red light district very close to the town after Lupe. Her long wig was spread across her bosom as if she was really sleeping, although the lack of a rhythmic chest movement implying breathing and life was so obvious. Again, Nimrod thought of how he had used the pillow on her that night at the height of their ferocious lust when he was deep inside her and their hips were wildly crashing against each other while her long legs where tightly hugging him in wild abandon. It had been a pleasurable encounter and just thinking about it right then was quickly arousing him. “Oh well, what the hell?” he snapped after thinking about it for a while, and he snuffed out the stick he‟d earlier smoked on the wooden bed before getting up. His manhood was now very rigid and he wanted to have the girl again, even though she was now dead! Stark naked, he climbed onto the bed and knelt before her, quickly spreading her legs to push himself inside her without a rubber while forcefully pulling her hips towards his. His thigh muscles tightened as he began the slow rhythm, quickly increasing his pace as the pleasurable sensation he was getting from the lewd act increased. Soon his balls were slapping her crotch like mad and he was grunting, moaning and sweating profusely. It was all over soon enough. Allen was standing by the bedroom‟s door as he pulled out of the dead girl, spilling his seed all over her thighs. “Yes, Allen…what is it?” “It‟s the police, Nimrod; I think they know we‟re on to Michael.” “Why do you think so?” “They‟ve posted undercover sentries in his apartment block; Linus just called me to tell me.” “That means we now have more people to take out when we visit him. Call the old soldier and tell him to identify these cops as they come and go…that way we‟ll know who‟s around when we visit!” “If you say so,” agreed the other man, his gaze wandering about to finally rest on the junction between the dead girl‟s legs. “You can have her if you want,” his boss directed him, pulling on some clothes, “but you must dump her like the first one later this evening.” “When will you meet the gang?” “Before we visit Michael. Make the necessary arrangements.” This as he left the room. “Already on it!” an excited Allen informed him, pulling down his pants as he gawked at the dead girl with craving and lust. * * * Jane worked in the customer service section of Wintel Trust Bank, Lupe. She arrived very early on Monday morning and walked straight to her desk, knowing that she had so much to do, which was typical of her Monday mornings in the office. She looked at the heap of letters on her table and wondered when she was going to be through sorting these that morning before taking them to the department where they would be thoroughly analyzed. She had barely worked for an hour when her cell phone vibrated and she hissed softly, not being in the mood for calls that morning. She looked at the screen of her cell phone and saw it was Brad, her fiancé. “Good Morning, my sweetheart!” “My honey!” His voice was vibrant. “I wouldn‟t have been able to achieve anything today if I hadn‟t heard your voice. Now, my day is complete.” [/b[

Episode 49 “Don‟t tell me your memory of me is not enough to help you carry on with your day‟s activities,” she teased. “The memory is there but it seems to be fading if I don‟t call you now and then!” he joked. “I just need more of you to achieve the same effect.” “Alright, I will be there for you, no matter how much you need me.” “How is your day going?” he asked. “As busy as usual,” she replied. “I am equally having a busy day. How is Brenda doing?” Jane suddenly remembered the other day‟s event! Brenda had woken up feeling very weak that morning. She couldn‟t reasonably explain why she had restlessly stirred about without cause the day before, but seemed perfectly alright that morning. “She is alright. It was good that I stayed with her yesterday; she only complained about being weak for a while, but stabilized after a few minutes. She was okay when I left the house this morning.” “That‟s good to hear. Did Michael come around yesterday?” “No, but he called a couple of times.” “Okay. Let me allow you to do your work, promise me you won‟t overwork yourself?” “I won‟t. Be careful, too.” She dropped the phone and continued with her work. She worked for the next two hours with just little interruption from her colleagues. Her legs started to feel numb so she decided to take a break. She was just about to stand when her cell phone vibrated again. It was Brenda. She had actually been expecting Brenda‟s call. Brenda was supposed to call her once she received feedback from the airline company concerning the test and interview she‟d gone for the week before. “I got the Job!!” Brenda shouted into the phone before Jane could say a word. Jane had to restrain herself from shouting too. “This is great, Brenda!” she rather said. “I don‟t know how to express my joy. Where are you?” “I am still at the headquarters of the airline company. I am trying to sort some things out. After here, I will buy recharge card and call my parents. Oh, Jane I am so happy! I have to call Michael now.” Jane was glad that Brenda felt that Michael was important enough to be notified of the good news. So far, her friend had failed to tell her what had happened between her and Michael the other day. “Alright Brenda, take your time. I will come home early so that we can do a little celebration!” “We will meet at home then. I will hang around a while so that I can get myself acquainted with my new working environment! See ya!” “Alright. Bye!” Jane dropped the phone. She couldn‟t contain her excitement. Her co-workers couldn‟t wait to hear the good news, so she quickly told them what the excitement was all about. Then she left to buy some snacks at the Bank‟s canteen. When Jane came back, she heard two male co- workers in her office discussing a murder case they had read about in the morning papers. One was holding the paper in his hands as they talked. “His wife must have known about it. If I were the police I will thoroughly investigate her,” the darker of the two men said. “How can you suspect her? She lost her husband and you are suspecting her; don‟t you have human feelings?” the other man with the paper said. “What is it all about?” Jane asked. “A man of thirty-one was brutally murdered in his family home yesterday evening,” narrated one of them. “He was found by his wife who told the press that she was planning to go out for dinner with her husband before the incident.” “What incident?” Jane was now as inquisitive as the little group of workers who had gathered around the two men. “She said her husband had forgotten his car key when they were about going out that evening and had hurried back into the house to get it. She heard him scream briefly afterwards and rushed in to check what was wrong only to be confronted with his mutilated body!” “What?” Jane was surprised at this. “How?” Murmuring broke out from amongst those gathered around her. “The deceased, who was identified as Benjamin Frost, was cut up beyond recognition, leaving a sight so repulsive for observers to behold,” the man with the paper read out aloud. “Benjamin what?” Jane asked. Could this be the same Benjamin that once dated Brenda? She took the paper and looked at the page. Her mouth suddenly tasted bitter. The caption stated, “MYSTERY MURDER IN CAPE CITY.” Cape City was not more than seventeen kilometers from Lupe. It was Benjamin, all right. His handsome image was placed at the right top of the page that carried the news. She and Brenda knew that he relocated to Cape City with the lady he had impregnated while dating Brenda. “Why would anyone one want to murder Benjamin?” she asked herself, handing the paper back to the owner. “Do you know him?” her co-worker asked her. “Yes,” she replied. “He used to date my roommate.” “Well, they say it is a big mystery!” continued the woman. “I keep wondering how anyone could have possibly mutilated him so brazenly like that in just a short period of time!” “What is the police saying?” she asked the news bearers, still shocked by the news. “Nothing much, they are still investigating the murder,” replied one. He opened the paper and went through it for a while. “It says here that the victim‟s blood was used to paint the walls of the room!” Jane was horrified. She couldn‟t still believe it. She wondered how Brenda would handle the news. As the day went by, she tried not to allow the mysterious news to affect her concentration on her work, although she soon sent one of the bank messengers to buy the paper bearing it for her. She would like to take her time to read the news and have evidence of what she was saying when she confronted Brenda with the sordid news that evening. Brenda‟s new appointment was the only motivation she had for the rest of the day. On her way home, she read the news again. The paper described Benjamin‟s murderer as a horrific psychopath, saying that nobody in his right senses would have carried out such a gruesome act. Brenda actually mentioned something about Benjamin that morning, but Jane had not paid any attention to what her friend had been saying then. Wow! So this was how Benjamin Frost‟s life had ended after treating Brenda so cruelly? Probably his murderer was some girl he had hurt and she couldn‟t take the pain. Did he deserve such a horrible death? Well, he was gone and gone forever; there was nothing anybody could do about it. Brenda was already waiting for her at the door when she got home. She looked like a kid who had just been given a desirable present. She hugged Jane as she opened the door. “Oh, Jane, I am so happy!” This while collecting Jane‟s small bag from her. She had impatiently waited all day for her friend to come back, and was so glad when Jane walked in by 4:30 p.m., which was much earlier than her usual return time. “Today is the happiest day of my life!” “It should be; people don‟t get jobs every day. How is the terms of service for the job?” “The pay is excellent!” quipped her friend. “I will be given accommodation, transport and clothing allowances. The working terms are perfectly suitable for me and the environment is very friendly.” “So, when will you start work?” “In two weeks time, but I will be starting a two-week orientation tomorrow.” “How did your parents take the news?” “What? They were so delighted! I could visualize my mother dancing, really!” “And Michael?” Jane asked. A sweet smile appeared on Brenda‟s face. “I have not called Michael yet. You see, I‟m saving that for last!” “Why? Am I sensing something here? Is Michael that special?” “I don‟t know; I just see him as special. I guess I am beginning to appreciate him even though I am not fully conscious of it.” Jane suddenly remembered the news about Benjamin, but felt that then was not the right time to tell her friend. She didn‟t want to spoil the good mood Brenda was in at the moment. “Well, let‟s change into something nice for the evening. We are going to have a wonderful time tonight!” she quipped. But Brenda had noticed the newspaper when she was about to enter her room. Jane did not buy newspapers, so she asked, “What‟s up with the paper? Are you expecting any news?” What the heck? Jane thought, perhaps she should just tell her. “There is something in there that I would like you to know.” “What?” “Benjamin was brutally murdered in his house yesterday. There are no suspects yet. I brought the paper home so you could read it for yourself.” Brenda had stopped in her tracks. “Benjamin murdered? Why would anybody do that? He couldn‟t hurt anyone!” “He hurt you, remember?” “Yes, but that is not enough for someone to murder him, is it?”

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I think it's Cain dat murdered him. Following sha

Hmmm. Speechless!

Cain z the one that murdered him...merry xmas and happy new year to u all pals

Cain could be the one that murdered Benjamin

Brenda developinq special feelinqs 4 Michael uhmm dis is interestinq

I think it cain handiwork

Uhm.. Wu cold b responsible for benjamin's death ???? Merry xmas.. Nxt ooo

Ah timk cain is a guy who she met somewia den one thing led to anoda he planted a bug on her wia he can see from wiaever he is whatever she does ... Ah don't tink he is a ghost ... ...@mecuze abeg ihe m mere gi chefuo(wot ever i have done to you forget) make us to knw who cain is...

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@Crusherdaniels I cn't tel u nw bt u will knw who he is wen dy tym comes

I think cain is d murderer....

i dey suspect dat cain of a guy ooo..tanks @Mecuze..wishing u d same

i dey gbadun this like kilode .. where @adeshewa @gift4law @aarti @hoyenikky cain connected michael and brenda together and killed benji remainder 2, ALL TO MAKE BRENDA HAPPY .. i wanna knw who cain is

Cain is at work

@mecuze, you don finally appear? Thank God. Hmmm

Hehe..the mystery murder is none other than Cain..he's trying to avenge Brenda...

Hmmmm

@ele1 i knw u to be gud at narrating, abeg come narrate diz story for me, make i enter the bus frm where ur narration go stop. *winkz*

Another murder! Looks like another of Nimrods handwork. Michael should still be very careful oooo. It seems that even their security guard is an ally of Nimrod

@invincible the main character is brenda,her bestie is jane and they live together in the same room, jane's bf is brad, brenda got dumped by a guy, adams, this guy adams was the third guy that had dumped her for no reason at all despite her being so pretty,gentle and having all the complete quality a man needs in his dream wife, this third breakup weigh are down because this had been the third guy that dump are for no reason,,, while on her way from adam's place where he announced the breakup, she fainted on the road, she was picked up by a good samaritan named micheal who paid for are treatments in the hospital,contacted her friend jane, micheal who was single then fell in love with brenda at first sight, he introduced himself as a pscologist, gave jane is office card and left with a mind clouded with worries for brenda who he could visibly detect wasnt alright, brenda became so depressed that she almost became a vegetable, she always remained indoors acting like a semi-craze person ...

while she was acting semi-crazy an invinsible being used to come at nite and have hours of sex with loud moanings which brenda always claimed to enjoy even without knowing the invincible being, which jane never for once heard,,, jane war getting worried about brenda's semicraziness and lived in a constant fear that brenda might harm herself one day, she then remembered micheal the psycologist, jane called him,they met up and she briefed micheal all about brenda, and asked for his help, micheal was happy because he gave him the chance to be close the the one he loved and micheal did a good job to make brenda liuely again, he suggested brenda should not stay at home all day since she wasnt with a job then, and thats how she met this strange man online when she was chatting, he came to be the being that gave her sexual pleasure at nite, he seems to knw many tins about brenda except her love life, which brenda surmarised to him, he promised brenda to treat her beta than her exes did, and promised 2 reveal himsev

Nimrod On The Other Hand Is Cold-blooded Criminal, He Kills Human Beings Like An Animal Without An Atom Of Remorse, But There Hasnt Been Any Concrete Evidence To Nail Him, While He Was In Prison, He Terrorised His Cellmates And Gets Punished From Time To Time, He Escaped Prison, Nimrod Seems To Have A Vendetta With Micheal Which We Are Yet To Know Because He Always Talk About Killing Micheal... In The Last Episode Micheal Went To See Brenda, In The Process Of Their Discussion, Brenda Felt The Presence Of Cain But Mike Didnt, Brenda Wanted To Have Sexx With Cain,she Took Mike For Cain And They Euentually Had Hot Sex,, @invincible Thats Where It Stopped, Hope @Ele1 Tried

Wow @ele1 u dn try

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Episode 50 “Not everybody thinks the same way you do, Brenda. There are things that you can take lightly, which someone else will never tolerate.” “Funny enough, I thought of him this morning,” Brenda said. “Yes, I heard you mention his name. The dead have a way of communicating with us, you know! Perhaps you were having a sort of telepathic communication.” “Do you think he might have hurt some other girl the way he hurt me?” Brenda asked. “I don‟t know,” replied her roommate, “but mind you, there are other ways he could have hurt people. He might have done something more than breaking hearts.” “Yes.” Brenda remembered how bitter she had felt when she heard that Benjamin had gotten another girl pregnant. He never even showed any remorse. “Some part of me is trying to tell me right now that he deserved to die!” she suddenly vented. “Brenda!” “I know I shouldn‟t, but….” She helplessly raised both hands. “I guess sometimes we can‟t help thinking this way, especially after what he had put me through. One part of me is sorry, the other part is not.” “Brenda, I understand your feelings, but we are not better than people who hurt us when we think like this. We must do our best to delete such thoughts from our minds,” Jane warned her. “What a mysterious way to die!” Brenda wondered out loudly, but quickly shrugged off the thought of Benjamin. “It‟s really unfortunate, but I won‟t allow it to spoil my evening since there is nothing I can do about it. I will call his younger sister whenever I get the chance, but for now, I am going to celebrate all the way!” They both entered the bedroom to prepare for the evening. Jane thanked God that things were beginning to shape up in Brenda‟s life. She did not even mention Cain‟s name. This new job was surely going to change many things in her life for the better! * * * “What is your next move now that you have succeeded in eliminating Glen? What exactly do we do about the gang? We must act swiftly before they get disorganized,” Allen said to Nimrod as he zipped his pants. He had just finished a vulgar session of sex with the dead girl inside and had tied up her corpse in a body bag full of sand before dressing up and coming out to meet Nimrod. His boss was sitting on one of the raffia chairs outside the new house he had rented for them. It had a small compound with a very beautiful view. The compound was sophisticated and had beautiful flowers and fruit trees planted all around it. The two men sat sipping bottles of beer for some time. Nimrod was almost through with his and needed more. This was his third bottle and he was getting tipsy. “Yes,” Nimrod answered. “You will organize a meeting for this evening after you must have dumped the package; I will take care of the rest.” Allen liked Nimrod‟s confidence. With Nimrod‟s presence, he was beginning to visualize a new beginning for the gang. „The Shepherds,‟ he liked the name as well. “What do you have in mind for Michael?” Nimrod smiled mischievously. “I am saving the best for the last. Let us leave that for now and concentrate on getting the gang settled.” He looked at his watch. It was just a few minutes past 1:00 p.m. in the afternoon. “Let‟s go inside, I want to take an extra bottle and lie down for awhile before we go out in the evening.” Allen stood up and they both walked into the house. He quickly turned the television on while Nimrod went to the fridge. The news was on and the newscaster was talking about Glen‟s murder. The murder scene was briefly described; Nimrod‟s image was displayed as the suspect. The newscaster went further to inform the public that a lady witness was in the ceiling when the crime was committed; she saw it all. They knew everything about Nimrod because his data and past was accurately given. “Shit!” he exclaimed. “That fool had a lady in that room!” “Oh my God,” Allen said softly. He instantly became scared. Being caught by the cops was the worst thing that could ever happen to him now. “What do we do now? Even the gang will be furious if they find out that you killed their leader.” “No, they won‟t, Allen. They know I am their main leader and Glen has always been a fake. They know that Glen will one day be done away with, but the cops will now double their efforts to get me due to this revelation. Shit!” Nimrod‟s head wanted to explode. Shit. He had made a very stupid mistake. He could have known that Glen wouldn‟t stay alone in the house at that hour. Otherwise, he would have gone out to have some fun. Now, with the cops looking for him and his poster everywhere, his movement would be restricted. This meant he must stay low for a while or even leave town. „What about Michael?‟ he thought. If he went into hiding, Michael could slip away, especially if he had heard the news as well. No! Michael must not go free! He must pay dearly for what he had caused him to go through in the last four years whether cops were looking for him or not! He looked up at Allen who was already shivering in fear, “I will have to act while the iron is hot.” “I…I don‟t understand. What do you mean?” “I mean, we will go for Michael immediately!” “When?” Allen asked, thinking that Nimrod had gone crazy. “Today!” “But Linus hasn‟t sent in the pictures of those undercover agents guarding him, besides every cop in town must now be looking for you!” “I know what to do. I will find a way before nightfall!” He stood up. “I am going to take a nap. Once I wake up, we will go to Michael‟s home so make sure you get those pictures from Linus before evening!” He walked up to Allen, who was shaking in fright. “Stick with me and you won‟t regret it. We will surely escape this and after that, you will be surprised at my next move. Just don‟t do anything stupid or you will spoil it all. Trust me, I have got plans.” And with that, he turned to leave the sitting room. The news was on about a murdered girl some anglers had found in the river days ago and Nimrod quickly turned to his second-in-command in consternation. “You fool!” he snarled. “You forgot to tie her to a heavy rock?” “It was a mistake, really! Won‟t happen again, trust me!” meekly replied Allen with fear. As he said this, he could hear another announcement declaring him wanted as well. His only hope was to trust Nimrod‟s sagacity. He knew that once Michael was killed, Nimrod would come back to his senses and his thinking would become normal and focused. * * * They were enjoying their dinner in a quiet restaurant very close to their home when Brenda stopped eating. Then she felt like she was going to faint. “What is the matter?” Jane inquired, recalling that Brenda had acted exactly this same way the day before. She had been very glad that Benjamin‟s demise had not affected Brenda‟s mood, but she was beginning to feel very uncomfortable with Brenda‟s sickly behavior. “Are you okay?” No response was forthcoming from Brenda. Jane noticed that her friend was losing balance and rushed to hold her before she could fall to the ground. She helped Brenda into the ladies‟ room amidst embarrassing stares from the other guests in the restaurant. Brenda was both weak and restless. She seemed to be in a trance and her body was reacting to something Jane could not understand. Her breathing was heavy, but after a few minutes, she calmed down. “Oh, Jane!” she complained. “I‟m so weak!” Her friend allowed her to lean on her while she regained her strength. “Perhaps you should see the doctor, this is getting out of hand o!” Jane advised. “It is okay; I am okay now. Wow, I am so weak!” “Perhaps I should take you home; you need rest.” “No, I think I can manage,” Brenda said. “Are you pregnant or something?” Brenda laughed. “I am not pregnant, girl…how come, I keep thinking of Derek!” she suddenly digressed. “Derek? Does this have something to do with Ben‟s death? I hope you are not going to allow the news of Ben‟s death to affect you.” “No,” was the candid reply. “Let‟s go back and finish our diner, I am out to have a good time, and good time I must get.” She was now feeling perfectly strong. She led Jane out of the ladies‟ room. And not knowing what to say or think, Jane followed her friend back into the restaurant. The time was 5:58 p.m.

Episode 51 Upon returning from a three-month training course in July, Derek Hunter was made a senior staff in Zenith Oil Company, and from the way he had handled his tasks after this promotion, it was obvious that he was going to attain even higher levels in the company. He was well respected and admired and was known to be very principled and orderly by his co-workers. After his promotion, his standard of living improved tremendously. He began to enjoy life since he could afford anything he wanted, but unfortunately, just like every other person, Derek had a weakness. Women. He had an irresistible impulse to be in control of the opposite sex every time. Derek believed that one could only have total control of his environment once he was in control of as much women as was possible in one‟s lifetime. He knew he had the qualities to attract any lady of his choice, but he also used the resources within his reach to woo these women into having a relationship with him, dumping them and starting all over again with another one as soon as he got fed up. Since his breakup with Brenda some years ago, Derek had dated about four women and was now in his fifth relationship. He didn‟t want to be tied down in marriage yet, so he avoided dating a woman too long, making sure to dump her before the idea gets into her head. That Monday evening, he had decided to work late because he was expecting his most recent girlfriend, Lucy, to come and meet him in the office so that they could go out together. Lucy lived very close to the company and so whenever he wanted to hang out with her, he waited for her to come over in the evening after she must have returned from her workplace and gotten herself ready to spend the rest of the day with him. Lucy was what Derek described as a perfect beauty. She was endowed with a perfect shape and Derek thought she was the most beautiful girl he had ever dated. They had been dating for just a month and Derek was having the best time of his life. He was enjoying the sex and control he had over her. Normally, he wouldn‟t hang around so late in his office waiting for a lady. Instead he would make them understand that they must come to his house or wait for him anywhere he wanted then to wait. It was unlike him to do the waiting as he had been doing with Lucy. But the thought of her sexy, luscious body and her lovemaking always made him think he could do anything to have more of her, and waiting in his office, no matter how late or how long, was just a little of what he could do for her. It was almost 6:00 p.m. and he knew that she would soon come around, although he was getting impatient. He tried to be a bit more patient. The environment was so quiet; he could hear his heart beating. He sat on his office leather seat with his eyes glued to the wall clock. He just couldn‟t concentrate on the little office work he was meant to be doing as he waited for her. Suddenly, the quietness got him uneasy. Something wasn‟t right. Then he felt a chilly sensation run through his body. He felt fear. He looked around the office and found no reason to be afraid; he thought he was just being foolish. Then he felt the office temperature drop. The cool atmosphere was unfamiliar. He felt every hair on his body stand up. He wanted to run. „Run for what?‟ he asked himself. This wasn‟t even the first time he was staying up late in his office, so why was he feeling this way? The fear he felt became intense and he stood up. Perhaps he should go home. Something evil was in the air. He would call Lucy and tell her to meet him at home. He began to shiver as he packed some documents into his portfolio. The shaking fingers impaired his concentration and he suddenly lost it, spilling the papers all over the floor. He became more anxious. He left both the papers and the portfolio and rushed to the door. Before he could reach the door, something gripped his neck and raised him up with so much ease. He was choking in the air. He tried to release the invincible hands, to no avail. Breathing became impossible. He fought for life by kicking and struggling. He was horror-stricken and could not contain the wild fear that had gripped him. He was already more than six feet from the ground. Then he heard something whisper in his ear: “This is for all the pain you caused Brenda!” And with so much force, the back of his head was slammed on the nearest wall. It was a great collision and Derek instantly stopped breathing as the slamming continued until his lifeless body was released by the invincible hand and dropped to the floor. Blood flowed from his head on to the tiled floor. * * * At exactly five minutes past six, Lucy walked gracefully into Zenith Oil Company. Her coming at such an hour was becoming a routine, so the security guards allowed her to enter the company‟s premises. She was looking very attractive in a body-hugging red gown that was beautifully designed with light green flowers. It revealed her beautiful curves as she walked. Lucy felt fulfilled that she could stir up the attention and interest of someone as rich, handsome and well respected as Derek. She was proud of this achievement because with such a person by her side, the sky was her limit. She had therefore made up her mind to be giving him anything he wanted in order to make him satisfied and never leave her for another woman. And from the way he looked at her these days, she was sure she was doing the right thing. Derek‟s office was in the third floor so she took the elevator, and as it took her up to her destination, she looked at her reflection on the elevator‟s wall and liked what she saw. She easily found her way to her lover‟s office. Her heart began to beat faster as she anticipated beholding his handsome face. The whole floor was empty except for a few security guards parading the hallway. She gently opened the door and immediately perceived the smell of blood. Her stomach jumped into her heart as she took tentative, forward steps. Of course she was gripped with anxiety and alarm, but the sight that was about to jump into her view she had never seen in her entire life. As she reflexively turned towards her right, she saw Derek, her loving Derek, lying in a pool of his own blood! The wall was messy. It was then that she started screaming. The security men outside and a few others who were also working late heard her scream and came rushing in response. Before they could reach Derek‟s office, though, Lucy had already lost consciousness! Everyone was surprised, stupefied and speechless at the nauseating sight inside the office. There was instant confusion as well as commotion in the building. Like fire spreading through an open field of dry grass, the news quickly got to almost all Zenith staff that evening as calls were made, and the cops were called in. Thirty minutes later, Zenith Oil Company was filled with a large crowd of police officers, few reporters and some senior officials of the company. Inspector Jack Davison of the Nigerian Police Force and Inspector Steve Bromsbey of Scotland Yard were in charge of the case. Both men stood in the middle of Derek‟s office and starred amazingly at the bloody scene. “It‟s just beyond human understanding,” began Jack, wonderingly turning his gaze towards Derek‟s lifeless body. “First of all, I can‟t understand how the murderer had carried such a big man so high up to slam his head on the wall with a force that could cause such horrendous damage.

The atmosphere z becoming tensed

This Is A Warning To All Handsome Guys That Practice TRIAL AND ERROR With Them Babes, A Certain 'Cain' Is Around The Corner To Punish You :) We Ugly Niggahs No Get Problem :) Because Once Ugly Guys See Fine Babe We Go Hold Am Like Opal

na cain dey kill dem...tanks @mecuze

Thanks for the summary. @ele1 wow diz would be superb. Ride on bro @mecuze

Cain at work... Payback time... Avenqinq ex boyfriends 4 makinq brenda cry

Brenda is not even aware of wat cain is doing

I knew it right from the very start that Cain is behind the death of Brenda's ex

Cain z avin revenge 4 Brenda

@mecuze i hope so .... Meanwhile u re doing gr8

I knew its Cain's handiwork..this gonna serve as a message to d Use n dump guys.....Brenda ve is being avenged,who's left???.

Cain again?

Hmmm dis killing cain iz doing, I wonder who he rili is... Luving ya story @Mecuze. Abeg feed me more oo

@Aarti am always here

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Episode 52 Even if it‟s our man, this is still very surprising and difficult to comprehend; don‟t you think so, Steve?” “Sure do, Jack,” agreed the Briton, letting out a low whistle before saying so. “Still think it was Nimrod this time?” “No,” the other man quickly affirmed. This was beyond anything he had seen in all his years of service in the force. “I don‟t think a human being did this!” “So do I, my friend.” The homicide squad came into the office and both inspectors stepped outside so that they could scan the office for fingerprints and other details the murderer might have left that could help in identifying him. Both men soon walked out of the building into the compound where cops were trying to keep the crowd outside under control. It was getting dark and from the look of things, Jack knew he was going to get home late. He wanted to put the confusion in his head at rest; hence, he had sent Officers Kennedy and Daniel to do some digging for him. He looked out for them amidst the crowd of police officers. And just immediately, he saw them coming his way. “What have we got?” he wanted to know. “According to the security men in charge for the evening, sir, the girl was the only person they allowed into the building from 4:00 p.m. when visitors were usually stopped from coming into the company premises,” said Kennedy. “She was allowed in since Mr. Hunter instructed them to let her in whenever she comes,” quickly added Officer Daniel. “When was Mr. Hunter last seen?” “He didn‟t come out of his office to give the instruction, sir. He called to notify security about the girl around 5:00 p.m. through the company‟s intercom.” Inspector Jack thought for a while and nodded his head. “We will have to get the security videos from the CCTV positioned in Mr. Hunter‟s office and carefully go through it,” he said. “I say this because this is looking more like an inside job right now.” “That‟s very probable, sir,” Daniel said. “I wonder how his lifestyle looked like,” began Bromsbey. “With that, we would know if he had enemies. Have you been able to contact any of his colleagues who were close to him?” he asked Officer Kennedy. “Yes, sir. In fact, almost all the officials who knew him are present. He seems to be a well-respected staff. From the information we have, everybody appears to think he deserved his final position as a senior staff. In fact, they think he deserved more. He was a principled staff but didn‟t make enemies,” replied the policeman. “Perhaps somebody might be jealous of his success,” continued the Briton. “Such things happen. I will like to have a list of all the staff that stayed back to work late this evening, officers. We can do a little study on their relationship with the deceased.” “Yes, sir,” both men chorused. “Spoken to any of his friends?” wondered Inspector Bromsbey. “We spoke with one of the company‟s staff, Mr. Abraham. He was pretty close to the deceased and was willing to help. He said Mr. Hunter was hardworking and orderly. He avoided stepping on people‟s toes. So many other staff members seem to support this view,” Daniel said. “And that is leaving us more confused!” grumbled Jack. “I believe somebody out there must have a motive for eliminating Mr. Hunter. We will have to interview almost all the staff members tomorrow. They are pretty shaken up today and may not remember important, minor details.” “Any news about the girl?” asked Inspector Bromsbey. “Lucy, right?” “Yes, we have just gotten information that she had regained consciousness,” Daniel said. “Very good. You guys should get me that staff list and go to the hospital. Get all the information you can get from her. Please exhaust every question,” instructed Jack. “Yes, sir,” they both chorused and walked way. Inspector Jack turned towards the building entrance and saw paramedics transferring Derek‟s body into an ambulance. He left Bromsbey talking to the paramedics and went in search of two men. The police doctor and the chief homicide officer, Teddy Jackson. He saw them just before he was about to enter the building. “Well, gentlemen, what have we got?” Officer Teddy spoke first. “We have got nothing. No finger prints, no sign of anybody having been in his office since 3 o‟clock this afternoon except Derek, himself, and Lucy, his girlfriend. We are yet to figure out how he was lifted up so high before his head was smashed on the wall of his office. We‟re also looking at what type of strength the killer had.” “What a way to die for such a young man,” thoughtfully said Jack. “The back of his head was slammed several times on the wall. It‟s like a machine was used to do the slamming,” added the doctor. “And yet you can‟t do that without anybody noticing the noise, can you?” Jack asked him. “We are all amazed, sir,” said Officer Teddy. “This is a very strange mystery.” “This reminds me of the mysterious murder case that took place in Cape City yesterday. Could they be related?” Jack was thoughtful again. “The fact is that no human is capable of whatever happened in that office. I will advise you to concentrate on why it happened, sir, and not on how it happened,” Officer Teddy suggested and looked at his timepiece. “It‟s getting late and I‟d better go home before my wife starts getting worried!” After he had left, Jack turned to the doctor. “What do you think, doctor?” “I wonder what he must have done to make his killer think he deserved such a bizarre death,” the doctor said. “You should also find out if he belonged to any secret spiritual cult, sir. I can‟t imagine any human capable of whatever happened in there!” Inspector Jack was mildly surprised. “You don‟t believe in such jargon do you, doctor?” “Well, prove me wrong, sir. You are the investigator. I‟ll really like to be updated when you find any scientific evidence here!” “There must be an explanation somewhere and I will find it,” Jack said with determination. “I wish you luck, sir.” And with that, the doctor walked away towards the ambulance. As he stood there wondering what next to do, a young officer came up to him and said “Sir, the CEO of the company is around and he wants to see you.” “Gosh!” he grumbled. “When I thought this wouldn‟t get more complicated!” The man‟s presence only meant more pressure on him. “Where is he?” “That‟s him over there,” the officer pointed out. Mr. Blunt was standing with his private security men very close to the company‟s guardhouse. “Alright,” Jack said and headed towards the said direction. Mr. Rufus Blunt was one of the most influential figures in Lupe. His reputation as the CEO of Zenith Oil Company had made him quite famous and well adored. He was a fastidious man and his presence was already heating up the environment; he seemed to be asking for who was in charge of the investigation. “Good evening sir,” Inspector Jack greeted. “Hello, officer. Are you the one in charge?” “Yes sir, I am Inspector Jack.” Jack hoped he sounded confident enough. “Alright, can you fill me in? What is actually going on? What happened in my company?” “Right now, sir, we cannot determine the cause of Derek‟s death. After scanning his office, the doctor and homicide crew could not come up with any reasonable explanation.” “How do you mean? What is making it difficult?” “He was lifted six feet from the ground and his head was smashed severally on the wall. Whatever or whoever killed him must have been three times as big as Derek and ten times stronger than any living human being,” he explained. “From the information your security gave us so far, nobody entered the building and nobody left except his girlfriend. She discovered the body. No finger prints were found.” “That is strange,” the man said, looking a bit confused. “Yes, sir, but we will surely come up with something. All we need is time.” “Time is something I don‟t have, officer. I don‟t want people getting ideas that this company is a death zone. You know how the press can give false information. I can visualize tomorrow‟s headline: „Blood Bath In Zenith Oil Company,‟ and that, my friend, will be very detrimental to the image of this company! I need explanations! You can‟t tell me that a ghost entered here to kill my staff. The killer must be found and the reason why Derek was killed must be explained! That will help ease the tension, got it?” “I am promising you, sir; we will do our best. We need to do some digging, especially into his personal life, and this, as you must know, takes time,” responded Jack, and the moneybag nodded. “He was one of my best staff, you know,” he said. “I will ensure that you have any information you need, officer. All I need is that the killer be found.” He brought out his business card and gave it to Jack. “Give me a call whenever you get or need any information.” And he walked away towards the building before Jack could reply. Jack looked at his timepiece. It was getting late. He thought of calling his wife and letting her know that he wouldn‟t be coming back early. He also had to speak with Officers Daniel and Kennedy as well as Inspector Bromsbey. He headed towards the nearest phone booth as he thought of the bloody scene in Derek‟s office. He felt very uncomfortable about this particular case.

Na who b d next victin of cain

Hmm... @Donyas Adam should be the next victim. Cos it seems Cain is mercilessly dealing with those that hurt Brenda in the past. Brenda would definitely be shocked to hear vhiz and i'm sure the death of vhiz two, would make Michael and Jane beleive Cain truly exist. Next pls.

[b]@pizzaro Dis story is getting more tougher . . . Fine if adam is killed, won't he{@cain} want to b wid blendnd wid micheal around her more problem may elapse[/b]

This kind of killing could only be perpetrated by Cain & if his threat is to come by then Adam is the next in line & thus will leave Brenda as a prime suspect by the police. This should be a warning to my niggas dem dat samples, hurt and discards girls like a piece of rag. Be wise cos Cain is out there to fight their course.

tanks @mecuze..following

I think Adam will be the next victim of Cain

Haha @Donyas Offcourse itz getting more complicated. But Please ya mind should'nt be filled with negative assumptions jorh. Cain has already done more harm. Nothing would happen to either Michael or Adams. :-)

[color =green]Haha ,, Two Gone,, Remaindes 1(Adams) ... Cain Has Gone Berserk .. Yea, Derek Seems To Be Clean, But I Believe Everyone Has A Skeleton In His/her Cupboard,,hmm,cain Might Be The One To Kill That Oloriburuku Nimrod As 4 Me, This Story Has Thought Me A Lesson, I Would Never Ever Break A Girl's Heart, Im Typing This From The Idi Of My Heart[/color]

@pizzaro dont give us false hope .... Adam will be murdered bt micheal wont be killed ... Ah wonder hw cain would be caught

Cain dy para big time

If nothinq is done about dx mysterious death, Adams will be d next victim.... Brenda will be suspected since she dated the trio

[b]@Inspector, Ofcourse u should feel unconfortable, no doubt abt dt cos it's qhost u re dealinq wt unknwinqly. Jst wonderinq hw u 'll catch dt qhost tin... Next pls![/b]

Carry on@Mecuze

Dealing with spirit is something i couldn't talk about. How will those officers go about it?. Adam, get prepared!

Who will be d next victim??

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Episode 53 CHAPTER 10 THE ROGUE PROFESSOR, BRENDA’S FEARS & MICHAEL’S DISCOVERY INSTEAD of thinking about her new job, the first thought that came into Brenda‟s mind as she woke on Tuesday morning was the knowledge that Benjamin was dead. She had tried her best not to allow it to affect her good time with Jane the day before. She had called Michael that evening to tell him the good news and after that, she was surprised that she was beginning to have strong feelings for him because the sound of his voice had added more joy to the good news. Maybe it was due to their having made love together once? Maybe. Now, though, she couldn‟t help thinking about Benjamin. In as much as he had hurt her so much in the past, she still felt that he didn‟t deserve to die at such a young age. The news might not have consciously shocked her the day it was broken to her, but somewhere in her mind it had really registered. She allowed herself to remember the good times they had together in the past. It was an eventful eight months, which she could never forget. Now he was dead. Why would someone murder him? She wondered what he might have done to deserve such a cruel death. Jane entered the room from the bathroom and quickly walked straight to the dressing table. “You better get up from that bed o!” she teased. “You are now a working class lady!” Brenda stretched herself, said her morning prayers and stood up to rush into the bathroom. “Brenda, I will like you to visit the doctor this evening, I am not comfortable with how you have reacted to God-knows-what in the last two evenings we‟ve been together.” “I am not sure that is necessary.” “I won‟t take no for an answer o!” refused her friend. “You must promise me to see the doctor!” “Okay, I will, but if I don‟t feel weak again this evening, I may not go.” Jane felt they had reached an agreement and kept quiet, content with her achievement. While Brenda dressed up, she turned on the little radio on her dressing table since she didn‟t like the quiet atmosphere. Besides, she was addicted to listening to the news by 6 :00 a.m. in the morning. But she wasn‟t able to concentrate on the morning news today, instead she was overwhelmed with the fact that Brenda had finally secured a new job and would soon be over Adam as she seemed to be falling for Michael. “Oh, Brenda, everything is working out fine for you right now!” she quipped with excitement. “Except for the news of Benjamin‟s demise…” “Shhhhhhhhh!” intruded Brenda, who had been listening to the news. It was saying; “…body of Mr. Derek Hunter, a senior staff of Zenith Oil Company was found in his office around 6:00 p.m. on Monday evening in a pool of blood. The body was discovered by a friend of the deceased who alerted security. The police have since commenced investigation, but so far, the murder has been described as being very mysterious given the…” “Oh, my God!” Jane exclaimed. She looked up and saw Brenda at the door. She looked shocked also. “What is happening?” They were both stunned and could not speak any further. Brenda quickly sat down on the bed. She felt weak and faint. “I can‟t believe it!” she shakily whispered. “First Benjamin and now Derek! Both dying mysteriously.” Jane looked curiously at Brenda. “Your lovers are dying mysteriously, is there anything that I should know?” “I don‟t know what is going on Jane, believe me,” defensively replied the confused girl. “I am mystified. Oh God, how am I going to get through this? I am yet to get over Benjamin. How can I stand the loss of Derek?” “Something is killing your past lovers; something mysterious. I don‟t like talking about this, but I think you will have to tell me more about this Cain friend of yours,” interjected Jane. “Do you think it is Cain‟s doing? I thought you never believed that he even existed!” queried Brenda. “Well…” “I was even beginning to forget about him. I can‟t tell if he is the one doing these killings or the other guy they showed yesterday…what‟s his name again?” “Nimrod?” “Yeah, Nimrod…. I am confused, Jane, we never discussed about killing anyone.” “You and Cain?” She only nodded. Jane felt foolish. How could she bring up such a suggestion at this late hour? All this had nothing to do with Cain. After all, he was just Brenda‟s imagination! However, she remembered that Brenda had mentioned Derek‟s name the day before, after her little seizure. “I am just confused Brenda, the whole thing sounds scary….Why did you mention Derek‟s name yesterday?” “I don‟t know . . . I… Honestly, I don‟t know why I mentioned his name yesterday.” Jane looked at her suspiciously. Was Brenda hiding anything from her? “Please believe me, Jane, I am telling you the truth!” cried her friend when she noticed she was staring at her. “Let‟s drop the subject,” said Jane, “We both have to go to work. Perhaps we‟ll discuss it when we both come back in the evening.” “We just have to wait for the police to come up with an explanation for these killings, Jane,” Brenda rather began. “How are we even sure that they are related? Benjamin is in a different town and Derek is in Lupe here with us!” “It could just be coincidence,” said Jane. She stood up and gently pulled up her friend. “Get yourself ready so that we can go out together. Derek died in Lupe; I believe the public will soon know the outcome of the ongoing police investigation.” As Brenda dressed up, she knew her first day at work was going to be an awful one. * * * Inspector Jack sat in his small neat office, not knowing what to make of Derek‟s murder case. He had engaged himself all through the night trying to come up with some theory or possible explanation but nothing was forthcoming from this endeavor. There were so many questions and yet no single answer to any of them! This was very frustrating for him. There was a knock on his door. It was Bromsbey, and he had another white man with him. “Good day, Inspector Bromsbey; I hope you slept well last night?” Jack said, standing to greet both men. “With all the killing going on around here?” the white man joked. “Please, Jack!” He took a seat opposite the desk. “I‟ve been thinking, Jack, perhaps there were more than four men who lifted Derek up and smashed his head on the wall?” “Well, why do you think so?” “Doctor Ryan here is a research scientist at a secret facility in Sweden studying the Theory of Biomoleculodynamic Invisibility. Just came into the country this morning to help us with this investigation on my request.” “Bio what?” began Jack, shaking the young man‟s hand. He appeared too young to be a doctor, but what the hell! Even younger men could attain professorship in the west these days! “Biomoleculodynamic Invisibility, sir,” said the scientist. “It‟s the theory that certain molecules could be manipulated into behaving like a complete individual, that is, taking up all the biological makeup of that individual… as in becoming neurologically, physiologically and biochemically hooked up with the original human being…when made invisible to the naked eye.” “What a theory you‟ve got there!” exclaimed the Nigerian after letting out a low whistle. “But please call me „Jack,‟” he stressed. “That‟s not all, Jack,” revealed Bromsbey. “Ryan has got something else to share with us.” The scientist cleared his throat. “As you might have guessed, sir…Jack, the research I told you about is a secret one. It is being funded by three of the greatest superpowers in the UN. It‟s potential as a military weapon is endless, Inspector Jack, and hence the people investigating this strange phenomenon have gone through the strictest of security clearances and defense protocol!” “And so?” “One of us went AWOL some months ago, Inspector Jack!” The Nigerian whistled again.

Episode 54 “Professor Floyde McLeod is the best brain in their team, Jack,” Bromsbey filled in for his young friend. “The theory‟s angle he was pursuing was seen by the team members as the most promising before his disappearance.” “It is even rumored that he had discovered something of significance before his wife reported him missing to the Swedish Police,” continued Doctor Ryan. “Interpol has had no luck in finding him ever since, though. He just disappeared into thin air!” “Is that why you think that Derek was not killed by only one man, Bromsbey?” Jack asked his British colleague. “It‟s still a hypothesis, Jack, mind you,” warned Bromsbey, sitting up straight in his chair. “Imagine four molecular men as Doctor Ryan here has made us to believe, walking into that company without being seen by the guards and doing the devil‟s work in Mr. Hunter‟s office. It sounds very stupid, but we‟re just grappling thin air here, my friend; we mustn‟t ignore any leads we come across! And then it could just be one molecular man with the strength of four mortal men!” “You‟re right, inspector,” agreed Jack, nodding pensively. “We must look up this theory since we really don‟t have anything now.” He could remember his disappointment when he had checked the CCTV videos in Derek‟s office with his men earlier that morning and had relayed his findings to Bromsbey via text messaging. Of course, nothing had been recorded by the damn camera! It was as if it had been switched off before the incident! So how did Derek die? Why was he murdered? Who or what murdered him? This was crazy. Perhaps he should take the police doctor‟s advice. “What of the mysterious murder that took place in Cape City two days ago?” he suddenly asked both men in his office. “Can both cases be related?” “Perhaps we should call the Cape City police division,” Bromsbey said. “Perhaps we will get something that could help us establish a relationship between these two cases, you never can tell!” Jack was just about to make the call when he heard a knock on his door. “Come in,” he said loudly. Officer Kennedy walked into his office. Inspector Jack looked up expectedly. He was glad to see the young officer; he couldn‟t wait to hear what the young man had for him. “Good morning, sir.” “Good morning. What have we got?” Officer Kennedy brought out a piece of paper from the file in his hand. “Sir, I got the list you asked me to get from the reception. It shows that there were fourteen staff members in the office building at the time of the murder – five senior staff and nine junior staff. All the junior staff members were in the second floor and none of them knew much about the deceased except that he was popular. None of the senior staff in the building at the time of the murder worked in the same department with Mr. Hunter and none had ever had any kind of face-off with him. I couldn‟t establish any motive from any of the workers present.” Inspector Jack was quiet for some time. This was another dead end. “What about the girl, I mean, his girl friend, anything from her?” “Lucy; she had fully recovered from the shock by the time we got there yesterday. All we could get from her was how she discovered the body. Nothing new. Everything she said corresponded with what we got from the security men.” “What about her relationship with the deceased and his personal life?” Dr. Ryan asked. “They‟ve dated for just a month. She didn‟t see anything strange in Derek‟s personal life. He was just a nice, fun-loving person who took his job seriously. According to her, he never had problems with anybody; he didn‟t live a life of fear. In fact he was perfect.” “Nothing unusual about him?” hopelessly asked Inspector Bromsbey. “Nothing unusual.” Inspector Jack sighed heavily. This was certainly another dead end. He was sure that Kennedy didn‟t miss anything in his interview with the witnesses. “Have you been able to speak with Derek‟s friend?” “Mr. Abraham?” “Yes.” “I and Officer Daniel are just coming from his office. He was very willing to help. We tried to make him remember if there was anything unusual about the deceased, but as far as he was concerned, Derek worked very hard and lived a principled life. He had no enemies and never stepped on anybody‟s toes. He said Derek‟s only weakness was women.” “Women? Then it couldn‟t be possible that Lucy was the only girl in his life. What did Abraham say about his relationship with women?” Inspector Bromsbey asked. “Mr. Abraham said the deceased changed women like he changed his clothes. Since they‟ve known each other, Mr. Abraham said that Derek had dated seven different girls, Lucy was his eighth.” “He must have broken a lot of hearts, don‟t you think?” Inspector Jack suggested, getting a little bit excited. “That doesn‟t help us in the case, does it, Jack?” Dr. Ryan wanted to know. “As far as I am concerned, doctor, any information we get now is important for this investigation,” Jack informed the scientist. “Yes, sir,” now agreed Officer Kennedy. “According to Mr. Abraham, Mr. Hunter broke all the hearts of all these ladies.” “Yet they say he never stepped on anybody‟s toes?” asked Bromsbey, now thinking hard. He sure would love to follow this lead now like his Nigerian colleague, even though he wasn‟t still sure how any of the heartbroken ladies could be involved in such a mysteriously gruesome murder. “Did you get the names of the ladies?” “Yes, but we were able to get just five names because Mr. Abraham couldn‟t remember all the names. Also, he could only remember the addresses of only the last three he dated and broke up with.” Jack was impressed. He collected the list as Kennedy handed it to him. He scanned through it. “Okay, we have three addresses here, but we can make it four. I believe we can trace Miss Davis here with her school hostel address.” “Mr. Abraham wasn‟t positive about that. Derek dated and left her a long time ago. He believes she must have graduated by now.” “I still believe we can trace her, but for now let‟s follow up the three that we have their addresses immediately.” “Yes, sir.” “Locate them and investigate them thoroughly. Hopefully, we could get important information that could be helpful in the investigation.” He remembered the call he was supposed to make to the police division in Cape City. “First, let me make a call.” He quickly opened his phone book, got the Cape City police division phone number and dialed. “Hello,” a female voice answered “Good morning. This is Inspector Jack from Lupe Police Division; can you put me through to the officer investigating the mysterious murder of Mr. Benjamin, which was reported in the papers yesterday?” “Alright, that should be Inspector Lewis. Hold on please, I will connect you to him.” “Thanks.” Inspector Jack waited. About forty seconds later, a husky male voice spoke up from the other end. “Inspector Lewis on the line.” Inspector Jack quickly described to him the mysterious murder of Mr. Derek Hunter and explained that he was trying to establish if both murder cases were related. “I will like to have an implicit detail of Mr. Benjamin‟s personal life.” “Nothing much, he was a married man with just a kid. He was very dedicated to his family.” “Do you know if he was involved in any extramarital affairs?” “No. I just told you that he was dedicated to his family. His wife was very confident about this. Benjamin didn‟t have any enemies as of the time of death. He wasn‟t a womanizer, though he once lived in Lupe.” “Seriously? When did he leave Lupe?” “He left Lupe three years ago. His wife said she encouraged the move because she didn‟t want her husband to keep on seeing the girl he was dating before they got married. From what I got, Benjamin was dating this girl before he got the girl he later married pregnant.” Inspector Jack became excited. “Can you give me her name?” “She wasn‟t clear about that. She wasn‟t sure if it was Blessing or Brenda, she couldn‟t even give me a surname. She just told me that this girl was a student of Star Gate University, Lupe. I couldn‟t connect that information to the murder so I let it go. Inspector, if I may ask, why do you think the murders have anything to do with womanizing?” Jack picked up the paper that contained the list of Derek‟s ex- girlfriends and scanned through it as he spoke. “Like I said, I was just trying to see if both murders are connected, since both of them are mysterious. As you can see, gentlemen, we have just established the fact that Benjamin once lived in Lupe and from what I have just gotten from you, they both once dated the same girl, Brenda.” “That is very interesting,” concurred Doctor Ryan.

Hmmm,brenda u a in for questioning...