The sound from some group of people became clearer. They were running towards the vehicle. Blood flowed from the neck of the dog like water from a new tap. They were herdsmen. All of them. They kept their cattles at one side of the road hoping to sell it the next day. They are terrorists in the community. They disturbed the peace of the community everyday. Day and night. The passengers grew more tense, especially the praying women. They began to shout, putting the atmosphere in the heat our guns consumed them with. I looked at the poor dog rolling down the road as I kicked it out of the way. We were now surrounded by the herdsmen. They brought out their swords and pointed it against us. They would cut off our heads if not because we were also ready for the war they came with. Some of them ran to the vehicle to oppress the passengers with their weapons. Some of the passengers were able to escape but the others suffered maltreatment from them. It started from the praying women as the

It wasn’t making sense to Philippe any longer. All that Charlie was doing. He was acting directly opposite the plan as if some evil spirit were tormenting him. Philippe confronted the dude but he wouldn’t listen to him. They argued all day and Philippe was forced to report the matter to Mr. Maxwell. Mr. Maxwell was very angry. He couldn’t understand why Charlie would even make an attempt to flaunt his orders. It was like a slap on his face that his instructions were not followed strictly. Charlie was really getting on his nerves but there was nothing he could do because he was far away. Charlie claimed to have no boss since Mr. Maxwell couldn’t follow them all the distance. He made Philippe realise that they were being “used” by Mr. Maxwell for his own selfishness. Charlie was skeptical about Mr. Maxwell all along because he was just too deceptive. Philippe’s eyes were now opened to the truth. He regretted his actions and vowed never to be loyal to Mr. Maxwell. Charlie was glad but

I couldn’t help it but engage the young lady who was in the boat with us in a discussion. She was the first person we met who understood English language so well. Her name is Tamara and she was a final year student on a research project. God did a perfect work on the young lady. She was a complete damsel. Everything about her was flawless to me. She didn’t look like one who would be interested in having a conversation. But we went on and on, having a good time together with the rest of the Dark Dragons. She revealed that there was an unpopular museum at the village we were heading to and it was such a beautiful place according to her description. I stared at the young lady, wondering if we could get some information that may be helpful in our search for Sarah from her. But I didn’t even know the question to ask. I just looked into the river, thinking very hard. She then asked a question but Fire was prepared to answer it. “So where exactly are all six of you heading to?” She asked.

The place looked exactly like my grandfather’s residential area if I could remember so well. There was this peace that came with going to the place just to have a view of God’s creation. All the natural things you could ever think of in this world surrounded the place. Even beautiful wild animals. But our minds didn’t know peace now because we were yet to find Sarah. I was directing them, the other dark dragons, from behind the tree where I hid myself. I could hear different sounds now but I wasn’t too sure of what I was hearing particularly. Charlie and Philippe continued to exchange words behind the small hut where they had been staying since they arrived. The map description showed that we were at the spot already but we couldn’t find anyone. Though the place was really bushy so now, he had to crawl to save our faces from Lotus. The tension was heightened now and we couldn’t just wait for them to go down. Thunder was just the right man to have beside. He had eyes all around his

The wrestling match was now on the peak. Allen locked her up in his arms and he was doing “justice” to her buttocks. They couldn’t notice that someone was at the gate. Helen was now back home and she rushed to the dining room where she had forgotten the files. She didn’t want to disturb Allen’s rest so she just walked back to the door when she suddenly sighted Mabel’s bag. The bag wasn’t there before she left home earlier and she had no bag in such design. She took the bag and opened it wondering who could be the owner. “Perhaps, it’s the neighbours.” She thought. But she wasn’t too sure so she decided to ask Allen who it was. The door wasn’t properly closed and Helen could hear whispers. She became so anxious to know who it was and boom! She opened the door. The files fell off from her hands. She was really disappointed. Mabel closed her face in shame and Allen couldn’t believe his eyes. He thought she was far gone to church. He approached Helen trying to explain that it was all