DaHub Episode Two

Episode Two (The Act)

EPISODE 2 (the act)

         

            ”O.M.G! Do you think this was done by cultists?” Kike asked.

 She stared at the words written boldly in capital letters on the fence of the hostel; ‘RIP IN ADVANCE A’; it was written in red and apparently, it looked like blood and also candles were lit at the base of the wall which even made the site creepier. The question Kike asked sounded rhetorical so Kemi didn’t bother responding since she had no clue what the answer was. Some students suggested that the local authorities should be notified and the management of the hostel too, while some suggested that they should bring this to the awareness of the university but most of them objected the motion stating clearly that the facility didn’t belong to the university so there was no reason to raise an unnecessary alarm over the issue. Not quite long, Kike spotted Alex who was just arriving at the scene, she ran to him and gave him a hug and he said, with such calmness in his voice; “it’s alright girl, it’s just a bluff by some losers”. From the statement he made and the tone of his voice, it could be deduced that he probably suspected who ’A’ in the statement written in blood could be, if his guess was accurate, then all might not just be alright.

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                                          (Four days prior this occurrence)

            Exasperated, Frank barged into the room with a shout “Alex, you dey mad ni? Do you know the gravity of what you just did? You are such a devil man; I didn’t know you were capable of doing such a thing”. Still in great rage, he managed to catch his breathe and waited for a response from Alex who was sitting on the bed keeping himself busy with a game on his laptop. Alex looked up to him with a look that showed that he was already expecting the reaction. 

“Guy, that babe deserves it mehn! Sorry for getting you into the middle here but that was the only opportunity I had to take a shot at that whore”. 

“Whore!” exclaimed frank, he sighed and continued “Dude, you have crossed the line and I will never forgive you for this terrible stunt you just pulled off”

 Before he could get a response, he barged out of the room and Alex just continued what he was doing. 

            The previous night, Alex took the pictures Bimpe sent to Frank from his phone while he was asleep, and he made an announcement on  his class WhatsApp group page that he was about to drop the best photo shots of the century. No one understood what he meant until he uploaded the pictures on GossipHotspot, the biggest gossip site on campus, he shared the link on the class group and said “Guys, your dream just came true”. In less than one hour, the picture went viral and every class whatsApp group in the school had the pictures.  Gossip Hotspot had more page view in 3hours that it had gotten in 3days; everyone had seen it and they knew clearly who did it. The following morning, anyone who didn’t have a copy of the picture was probably living in the cave. Bimpe’s reputation was finished; her popularity made the degree of damage more intense. Every guy on campus was analysing her picture; she wouldn’t even dear show her face in school.

 Back in the hostel, just few hours after the clash between Alex and his roommate, the whole hostel had known Alex was responsible for the greatest news of the hour but they didn’t understand why Frank was mad at him. 

            Kike just came back from her afternoon class and was about to open the door when Mike cornered her and said “you see what I have been telling you about that jerk, it’s a girl like you that he just rubbished now...”

 “Point of correction, not a girl like me, because I wouldn’t stoop so low to send my nude to a guy” Kike interrupted Mike.

 Mike was furious but he kept his cool and walked away. He could see in her eyes that she was ready to defend her “Sweetheart” and he just couldn’t stand the fact that she didn’t consider him over that maniac of a guy she was in love with.

            That evening, Kike went upstairs to meet Alex in his room and hopefully get an explanation from him. When she got there, she met him in a very relaxed mood as if he had not just pulled off the worst scandal in the school. She asked him if it was true that he master-minded the whole thing and he told her the whole truth; he explained his reasons and told her he wasn’t a monster but he feels better getting back at the girl after all these years. Kikes made him realize that his reasons were not really justified but so far it made him happy, she was ready to stand by him. At that moment, Alex was perplexed because he himself knew no one would want to talk to him after this incident except the guys that would hail him but for a lady to see his perspective, he was really happy. They chatted for a while and she kept his company before she left later that night.

            Frank was still very much angry but at the same time he had to explain himself to the girl he just played an indirect part in ruining her reputation. Bimpe had not been picking up his calls all day and obviously he knew why, so he decided to pay her a visit in her self-contained apartment somewhere in town. 

He knocked on the door and Joy, Bimpe’s roommate responded, “Who is it?”

He didn’t give an immediate response but summoned a little courage; stammering, he said “It’s... Frank”. Before he could say anything else he heard a loud feminine voice apparently sorrowful and angry simultaneously, responded 

“Tell that fool to leave this very moment before I do something crazy” a bit frightened he withdrew from the door and waited a bit, and then someone twisted the lock and opened up. It was Joy, Bimpe’s roommate, she met Frank on his kneels begging, she told him to get up and take a walk with her, so she asked about how the incident managed to occur that way. Frank explained everything and made her know that he played no deliberate part in what happened. After much discussion, they headed back to the room and Joy told him to wait outside while she spoke to her. Ten minutes later, she opened the door and asked him to come in. On getting inside, he met Bimpe sitting on the bed looking dejected. The silence in the room was so loud that the deaf could hear it, after some seconds Frank broke the silence. 

 “Bimpe, I am terribly sorry, I didn’t mean for this to happen” he paused a little and looked at her for some seconds and was about to continue before Bimpe spoke up

“Why? Why didn’t you tell me that Alex is your roommate, see what has happened now ehn? That boy will pay; I swear he will pay for this hurt and humiliation he is putting me through. Anyways it’s not his fault, I am the slut”.

Frank looked at Joy, who was just letting everything unfold before her while she stood in the corner, saying nothing, and then he said “Bimpe, just calm down, don’t do anything nasty, I will fix this. I will deal with him I promise”

 Bimpe, a little bit unsure about what he meant  looked up to see his face for the first time in nearly five minutes since he entered the room but saw his back instead as he walked out of the room.

           

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          Detective John and his partner detective Maya arrived at the scene along with two other police officers in uniform.  Quickly Hon. James (as politically known amongst the students) walked briskly to meet them and introduced himself. 

“Gentlemen of the force, my name is James, Hon. James as politically known” he paused and stretched forth his hands expecting to be met by a hand shake from the tall ebony dude on dark shades. When he got none, he continued “I’m not quite sure we requested this much attention, we only needed someone from the force to come here and take concise cognizance of the threatening issue that just occurred in this our humble abode” he said, gesticulating.

Detective John smiled and looked at his partner before reacting, just before James would make any annoying statement. He took a step forward, held him on his shoulder with his right hand, looked at him square in the eyes and asked; 

“Are you the bloody SUG president? Or the warden of this humble abode?” (Stressing the two words in italics mockingly) James, frightened but trying to keep calm didn’t say a word so the detective smiled a bit and said “I thought as much, the obvious answer is no, so get the hell out of my way, young man”. James stepped aside and the team proceeded while the few students remaining on the scene couldn’t help chuckling due to the way the detective handled James.

            In the previous session, James lost the Student Union elections, vying for the post of the president. As a 400 level student from the department of philosophy, James was quite an ambitious fellow. After losing the election, he made it known to many students that he was going to be the president of the nation in the year 20... God knows when (as said amongst the students who heard him). Majority didn’t like him and he usually got himself embarrassed; his role model was Donald Trump.

            The Two detectives walked to the spot where the writing was and took a look. After about a minute, Detective John turned to the few students on site and addressed them.

“Y’all should remain calm for now, this might be the work of probably a cult group or something, and who ever A is, we can’t guess correctly but I think you should all be careful and make sure you report any suspicious activity around this vicinity”

 He introduced himself and his partner stating it clearly that they should try to cooperate with the police.  After one or two questions, they took their leave and everything returned back to normal in the hostel.

            It was just some days after that Friday incident which was the following Monday; it was barely 6am and there was power outage so it was a bit dark. One of the utility workers in the hostel was just about to start her regular cleaning exercise when she spotted an unusual figure on the floor, it looked like a person lying down in the dark, hope that isn’t what I think it is, she whispered to herself. In order to be sure, she took some steps holding a flashlight in her right hand, and when she got closer her worst fear was confirmed.

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!” she screamed. It was indeed a body, with broken bottles around it.

Who could this be?

Watch out for Episode Three on Wednesdays 03/08/2016. same time.

Thanks for reading....

           

           

Foetus

Someone asked me a while back;

Are you a feminist? Probably
But I do this for my Friend, Femi Sis
She got a pill from the pharmacist
Asking him; "how can I end this please!"
I Don't care about nemesis
I hate it's Genesis
Keeping it, will bring memories

I pleaded, telling her; "please"
That 'it will hurt you Sis'
Her pain won't seize
It will steal her peace
And leave her in less than a piece

She shld let him/she live
He could've grown up and made her proud

He/she would've Travelled around the world
Even to America's Capital DC
But she snuffed it out with a D & C

Rod in the Uterus
Killing the foetus
Or killing the future
You seeing the picture?

All I asked for is less killing but healing
They don't have a voice
So  ama cry out with my words
mama! Give us a shot at life.

#SayNoToAbortion.

DaHub Episode One

Crime, Series,Drama,Thriller/Suspense

Writers note
The following story is an fiction and should be strictly read as such.
it is told with the assumption that the characters still exist in their various location.
the use of language are deliberate and do note mean to pass any contrary message. 

Episode one (The preface)

There was an unusual calmness in the early hours of that Friday just 3weeks into the new semester. The hostel was known for its liveliness and a lot of movements could be heard even in odd hours during the night owing to the fact that someone was always throwing a party. I guess that will be a normal feature of a hostel with the minimum of 60grand per annum for the smallest room with just few utilities. DaHub is a private mixed hostel built in 2008 to accommodate a little over 200 students. The hostel is managed by an estate firm in Lagos which only sends representatives once in a blue moon and they are responsible for major repairs of the structures set in place. Rent payment isn’t an issue in DaHub, 90 percent of students here are rich and only few are of middle class but they always pay up. Dahub hasn’t really been that popular in the state except within the students community where which the nick-name, the party hub came from. I guess you know why already. Well, unusual fame was about to hit this hostel due to the following events that were about to unfold in the following weeks.

The awareness of the students was drawn to an awkward site. Students were gathered around the basement of the four storey edifice just half a mile from the school gate. No one seemed to be saying anything; apparently they were all in shock as they discover an anomaly that just occurred, drawing the attention of half of the hostel.

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About a week Prior

Kike, a 300 level student of economics lives on the first floor in the hostel, room B4, she had just returned from an early morning class and a little bit excited, because that was her only class for the day. She was hungry too, because she had to wake up early and rush to class without eating anything. She got to the front of her room, brought out her keys from her bag and unlocked the door. On entering and shutting the door behind her, she dropped her whole body like a log of wood on the bed. With her back against the rough bed which she left untidy just two hours ago, and her face, facing the ceiling, she thought within herself, what do I eat this morning oooh. While she was pondering on whether she would go for noodles as usual or try something different today, she heard a knock on the door. It was not that loud but it was rapid.

“Who is it?” she asked

“Its Mike jare” The baritone voice responded. 

What is this yeye boy looking for this early morning, isn’t he supposed to be in class or something? She wondered

 “I am coming ooh” She responded reluctantly 

Quickly she took away the bra and pant that were lying on her untidy bed and set some things in order to make the room look more presentable to her nosy visitor. She went to the door and opened it.

“Hi angel, you look beautiful just like the sunrise” Mike greeted her with a smile on his face like a man about to take his first picture.

“Thanks, what can I do you for?” planting an artificial grin on her face

“Kike babe, you know that is bad English right? But you aren’t an English student so I will let that pass. will you at least let a young man in? Haba!”

 With an irritated look, she stepped aside and Mike walked into the room, in style, feeling himself all the way and observing every Conner of the room as he found his way to her bed and sat his butt on it.

“So don’t you have a class today?” she asked him with an interrogating tone. 

“We final year brethren are not always bothered by class palava you know, we read the right stuffs and we pass, as easy as ABC, I am not a fresher like you” He grinned

“Me? Fresher? Dude, I am in 300level, I guess you have a bad memory so let me help your amnesia” she responded in annoyance

“Babe, that was a joke, nawa for you oo, someone cannot even play with you again?” he responded, surprised at her response.

“Whatever! Oya, tell me, why the early visit? I have things to do and I know you are fond of wasting people’s time” she asked, gradually losing her patience as she sat on the only chair in the room and was staring at the young man with a look of  you better be quick about it.

Catching the vibes already, with a more serious look now, he said, “kike, it’s about the guys on the top floor, I didn’t like the scene I saw last night at all. I must say, I know you are a big girl and you know what you are doing but at least you should know what their company says about you”

She smiles a bit “Mike, its 9:30 in the morning and you are here to discuss the same subject we have gone over like a thousand times now. I told you that these guys are cool, they aren’t as terrible as you think and their names are not those guys, they are Alex and Frank, totally normal folks” she paused a bit and asked “By the way, which scene did you see sef, were they in a movie or something?” she said jovially

With a stern look he said “just don’t worry about it, I just felt I should warn you about your company that’s all, it’s your life I know, but rolling with these guys can really get you into trouble, trust me”

“Alright daddy, I will think about what you said and work on it” she said with a smile, although she said that but Mike knew it wasn’t a genuine response. They have been friends for three years ever since Kike came in as a freshman and he knew she was a strong willed person and would always go after what she deemed right. Well, this case wouldn’t be an exception especially when she was beginning to like Alex, who constantly partied like no tomorrow along with his roommate, an unrepentant womanizer. According to Alex, he was all out for love and didn’t womanize but while he remained single, the bottle was his babe. Kike didn’t mind, so far he remained open. Mike on the other hand had always liked kike, from the very day he saw her during her matriculation three years ago, he had always wanted to be more than a friend but he was slow and overtime, she friend-zoned the poor guy who has now become a voluntary advisor she barely listened to.

“Mike dearie, don’t worry, I will be fine ok?” she assured him as he made his exit out of the room and kike shut the door. She pounded for a minute on what he had said and what he could have seen the night before.

 “Well he is just being dramatic and probably jealous, I kuku know that he likes me” she smiled and went on to make herself some breakfast.

It was barely 7pm; Alex was with his roommate, frank. They were in their quite sophisticated room at the top floor of the hostel’s main block relaxing on the bed while jamming some music.

 “Nigga, this Kike babe is totally into me mehn! The babe just keeps giving me green light anytime we are together” Alex smiled, excited, he continued “ Last week during Segun’s bash, I held her hands and you needed to see the look on her face, her eyes were saying, baby, you got me” he laughs out loud. Frank on the other hand busy with his phone said

 “dumb virgin, I can see you are beginning to fall in love like a high school boy”.

With a little attitude in his tone Alex responded “You dey mad ni? Who be virgin? I don calm down ni oo, you are new to the game, so don’t say trash” 

Frank laughed “Guy, I have known you for like 5years now and you have only had like three girls, the third one sef doesn’t count because I feel that girl is too skinny to satisfy any guy plus it looks like she has AIDS...” 

“Shut up hater, that girl is still alive so she doesn’t have bloody AIDS ok? Yeye womanizer” Alex interrupted. Frank relenting, continued with what he was doing. 

“Wow! This babe is hot bruh, you need to see what she sent to me just now?” Alex exclaimed as he gazed at the picture on his phone.

Frank uninterested said “What? Her nude picture? Cos that is the only thing I feel like seeing right now, I have always imagined that babe without anything on” 

 “What! Pervert, not that nah”, Alex said, irritated.

 “It’s her picture on the beach.” Paused and continued “I think she took this shot last semester, gosh she is hot, you wan see am?”

 “Hell no!” frank exclaimed, “What I am viewing here is hotter that the fully dressed chic you are looking at” he said smiling. 

“What is it that, could be more interesting than this?” Alex responded

Frank continued with a big smile “Bimpe without anything on, gosh! This is heaven” 

Alex jumped up and quickly walked straight to where Frank was sitting in the room to feed his eyes with the nude of one of the most beautiful girls on campus sent live and direct to his womanizing friend.

 “Damn!” exclaimed Alex in curiosity he asked “when una parol gel enter this level na?”

 “That is why I told you that you are a virgin bruh, come up higher, we will show you things to come, says the lord of ladies” Frank laughed uncontrollably. Alex gave him an hi –five and and called him the boss. The two laughed over it and saw more pictures Bimpe sent without knowing she had an audience of two.

 

Alex is a 500level student of computer science and his roommate is a student of Psychology having an extra semester. Bimpe won the sexiest girl on campus award, just last session and it was a big deal for any guy to have her as a friend not to talk of dreaming of having her as his babe. Bimpe and Alex are classmates but they have a long time beef which no one knows about. Folks in their class think that Alex doesn’t just feel her parol but he does. She has the perfect shape any guy will die for but to him that doesn’t matter given the fact that she did something to him in their third year during a party organized by the school’s student union. It’s been two years but he hasn’t forgiven her a bit and with these pictures on Frank’s phone, this could mean payback time and he was just so excited. A scandal at that level would mean an end to her ever glorious reputation and Alex was willing to tarnish her image just to get a revenge he had always wanted but Frank on the other hand just felt he had a picture on his phone that he could get excited over anytime he wanted and he wasn’t willing to show anyone. He was an unrepentant womanizer but he wouldn’t share something as personal as that with his friends unless they were very close and that was why he was not hesitant to show Alex thinking that he was making him see something that was better that the picture of Kike he was staring at on his phone but with that singular act, he just unleashed a monstrous desire in his best friend, who was going to take this to any level just for revenge.

            

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Back to the Preceding Friday

It was just 15mins to 7am and the number of students at the scene had increased tremendously. Some people were indifferent about the whole thing while some, especially the ladies, were very horrified. Some of the ladies were shaking as if they had cold; some sharp guys in the hostel used the opportunity to hold them pretending to be caring.

 Kemi looked through the crowd and was unable to see her immediate neighbour, course mate and friend, Kike. Where could this girl be? She thought. Quickly, she dials her number, it took a little while and then a drowsy voice responded 

 “Hello babes” 

Surprised that she could be sleeping while the whole hostel was up, “Ha! Kike, so you are still sleeping, you better come down stairs now, something just happened”

 Still a bit drowsy but more alert, Kike responded “what is it and why is that place nois...?” 

“Just come quickly” Kemi interrupted and dropped the call. In about two minutes Kike was downstairs. As she walked towards the crowded basement, she began to get nervous, not quite long Kemi spotted her and rushed to her, pulling her by the hand. Before kike was able to say anything, Kemi led her to the main scene. Then kike also saws it, shocked and petrified, she exclaimed

 “O.M.G!”

Get angry

            Anger isn’t a phenomenon new to humanity or the whole of existence. Animals get angry; humans get angry, even Spirits get angry including the apex of all, God. It’s a biblical fact that God can be vexed so there is no debate about that. I won’t bore you with some spooky definition of anger because I am pretty sure you all know what it feels like to be angry. I am sure that most of you, readers, would have gotten angry in the last 24hours, or at most 72hours. There are enough reasons around us to be angry. So the question isn’t “what is anger?” but more like; “what is the right use of anger?”

            ‘Anger’ is the right of every human being irrespective of age, ethnicity, religious affiliation, or socio-cultural background. you can and you should be angry from time to time, in fact in certain circumstances, you should never stop being angry. But mind you, just like anger is a good tool that can be used by humans for good causes, it can also be a destructive tool if wrongly wield. For instance, it is the second amendment right of an American to own a gun. Guns are quite handy in certain situations but can also be destructive given some instances; at least if you have been following the homicide history of the US, the use of guns has been a major issue. Most politicians in the country have argued in different capacities and based on the constitution, the question of withdrawing the right of folks to own guns is totally off the table but guns ownership has been subjected to certain background checks. Before you exercise your right to own a gun, they have to be sure whether or not you qualify to own one and it ensures the right use of it. 

            I believe in the use the natural gun of anger as the civil right of every individual but subject to the background checks of motives and the right use of it. I once heard a story of a young TV host who was a beauty to behold, the dream of every man who dared to dream of a supermodel wife. She got married to this young man, and they were having an awesome marriage just like every normal couple, not until one night, something transpired between the duo and she flared up. Her emotions exploded like a super active volcano and larva ashes of reactions ensured. She got so wild that she broke the LCD TV, and any valuable thing in the sitting room she could lay her hands on. Well, the husband thanked God that he made it out alive, probably with some bruises, but the bottom line was that; his supermodel wife was a monster within, at least that was what he felt, which might not be far from the truth depending on the angle you are viewing it from.

            In the above story, it’s obvious that the lady in question had an anger issue which is no doubt a weakness but she could have channelled it in the right direction and make strength out of it. how? Remember the background check? Follow me carefully.

Anger is a very powerful emotion and a tool which is in fact very useful in human existence. The problem with anger as it pertains to human interactions is that; it shouldn’t be used on human but rather on non human entities. The bible made it care that you can be angry but sin not i.e. own the gun, it’s your right but not without the background checks. Anger channelled towards human entities is the reason for most devastating occurrences in both modern and prehistoric times. We should be angry, but that anger should be channelled at situations that need change, the devil that uses human agents to cause devastations not the people he uses. If you attack the vessel, it doesn’t affect the content. We should refuse to let situations hold us back but rather fight the corruption in our land not the Politicians, fight the immoralities committed in our culture not the perpetuators, fight the injustices not the people who commit them because the major reasons of endless wars is not that we don’t have the right tools but it’s because we have being fighting the wrong Battles. Thanks.