Saturday Afternoon, Minutes earlier.
“Hello Ma. Good afternoon.”“You’d better not good afternoon me there, Tunrayo. Where is Deola?” The voice echoes from the blue air pod lodged in the inner of her ear, in the ear canal.
FRIDAY NIGHT;At the Hotel -during Nathaniel’s Party.
“Dee… Dee.. DEOLAAAAAAA…. DEOLLAAAAAA….” Tunrayo screamed, her eyes misting while her body trembles visibly in horror of what might have happened to her best friend.She dials the number once more but the call line is dead, the thought of it sparking a hundred and one horrifying thoughts in her head.Panicking, she gives out short breaths, places the phone in the pigeon hole again and kicks the ignition of the car, reversing, on her way to get to Deola because it is all her fault.“If I didn’t act that way in the registration centre, none of this would have happened. It’s all my fault, God… Please….” Tunrayo sniffs, tears running freely from her face.As she does, she picks her phone out and places her thumb of the right hand still, on the home button of the smartphone.The phone sends a burst of light within the screen and a
Six feet ram across the granite sprinkled shore, darting with intense energy in a desire to gain speed as such is the urgency of the situation.Their feet rhyme in a pitter patter of footsteps that breaks through the silence of the croaking frogs and chirping crickets, bringing upon all a sense of utmost commitment.And as result, the entire night is silent at Lake View College, each creature around, unconsciously observing moments of silence till the rhythm of footsteps move past."This way…" The guard in the brown long sleeve vest and black shorts says,pointing towards the hall, his hairy exposed legs straining against the wind.Following him, as his arms bear the buck of the girl as he turns a sharp corner, racing just beside the other side of the Hall, is Josh, who half drags and half holds the weeping but silent Tunrayo behind him. And because of that, he lags behind greatly.Their company runs along, taking short cuts as directed by th
The thick frame of the man in white sleeveless top and green scaled trousers trudged down the shore, towards the still lake.
Spirit Pills"She can't stay here. Doctor, we are taking my daughter away from here." Deola's mum states just as Richard stands up."What?" The doctor says.
Spirit Pills"She can't stay here. Doctor, we are taking my daughter away from here." Deola's mum states just as Richard stands up."What?" The doctor says.
Splosh!The mister in black trousers and white vest keeps on swimming.His legs wiggle in water like that of a fish as he drifts away on a current of his own, his mind, a plethora of thoughts that
"He's Hot!" Deola whispers."I know. Is he here for Prom or what?" Tunrayo whispers."Uhm... I'm right in front of you guys, so you don't have to whisper." The young man replies, flashing beautiful dentition in an amused grin.The memories tumble by Tade's fading mind as he sinks down and down.It is proven, scientifically, that the brain is the last part of the body to die.So, a person may have his senses numbed but the brain activity will still go on, until, at last, the brain succumbs, having no support from the other organs of the body, into death.And in most cases, this is often being the case of people reviving from near death experience so far a strong catalyst is involved in reawakening the entire body organs.This is why, drowned victims with cold numbed bodies can still have themselves awakened, even many minutes after their drowning.It is the same reason why doctors induce coman using anaesthesia into patients who
She is one in a million, to him.Her Innocence, coupled with the seething anger outbursts she had periodically all in one homogenous mixture with her compassion and willingness to sacrifice herself for others…Blurp!Tade's body stirs as it sinks further down, his muscles twitching for a brief second. Water waves ripple away from him and the , the entire waterscape goes silent and motionless as the sight of the bottom of the water body comes into view.But, Trade can neither see nor feel any of these. Rather, his mind is else where, locked up in the cascading memories his mind plays out by and by.And just then, a new memory floats by his mindscape once more. It is the memory of the time when Deola did run away from him, in fright."Ahh.. So cold!" Deola, in the black leggings and white tank top grumbles and unconsciously takes a step back away from the lake, without looking back as she, hugs herself tig