Night I Spent With A Ghost Episode 6
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???? Night I Spent With A Ghost EPISODE SIX:
I closed my eyes and managed to use the tip of my finger to rub them, thinking that I was going to wake up from my deep slumber just the way it happened before, but the reverse was the case, when I opened my eyes, I still found myself sitting on the floor in that stînky cèll, handcuffs still banding my wrists.
I gazed at the old ceiling that was covered with ancient cobwebs and tears began to freely flow down my eyes,
“Yes, I’m sure that dreams do come true but I never thought that this dream would ever come to pass.
Aria said that if only I could be very careful not to make any mistake that I would not get into trouble and I heeded her caution, making sure I didn’t make any mistake while speaking with the officers.
Why then did it end this way?
The same Aria who promised to accompany me and make sure that nothing went wrong had been out of view right from the time we were on our way to Jeff’s house.
I can still recall the day I asked someone what it means when a person suddenly begins to see ghosts and he said that ghosts sometimes are a spirit of màdness which means that whoever suddenly develops the ability to see and communicate with them may be just a step away from getting into the camp of méntál disorderness.
Does it mean I’m mád already?
But I can also remember someone saying that màdness is the total or partial seizure of a person’s soul and body by demonic forces, making him/her prone to be easily influenced by them.
I can still control myself so I don’t think that this is anything related to that, but the question now is, if my problem is not méntál, what then is it?”
More tears kept rolling down my eyes as these thoughts flooded my mind. It had been 5 days since I was löcked up in that cell, given a little portion of soured watery porridge beans just once each day, I would have d¡éd of hunger but the kind of worries that filled me up was such that completely drained my appetite, In that state, I could stay for even a b¡llion years without eating anything.
It was that incident that made me see the reality in this saying, “Man shall not live by bread alone”.
I was worried for so many reasons: The police seized my phone, dénying me communication access to anyone.
I was sure that Aishat and my family members must have been very worried because there was no way she or any of my relatives would not have tried my line for once throughout the period of 5 days. I wished I had not resisted the urge to tell someone about it, if I had done so, then someone would have known my whereabouts, but I was just working with the fact that no normal person would not see me as a màdman if I dared to voice out such thing.
“Sam,” I called myself with a low teary voice. “Look at what you did to yourself, all in the name of helping a réstless Ghost get vêngeànce, hadn’t it been better for you if you had said no? Hadn’t it been better if you had listened to Aishat when she suggested you guys should enter the bus you said was rusty, and that you’re sure it must have been used by a series of forefathers? Wouldn’t you have peacefully gone your way and lived on without meeting Aria? You’re are nothing but a fàilure, yes, that is what you are?”
I moved closer to the wall and started h¡tting my forehead on it with all my strength.” The pàin was sévere but I didn’t care, it was nothing compared to the one I felt deep in my heart.
Before I knew it, blôôd began to drop from my nose and my sight gradually blurred, it was just a matter of seconds before I lost balance and féll to the floor with all my weight and everything blacked out.
I slowly opened my eyes and could not see properly because my sight was still blurry,
“Oh my! Sam,” A familiar voice exclaimed excitedly, followed by a warm and soft peck on my cheek. The voice was that unique voice that I could identify even from the dànger of the Red Sea. My sight finally cleared, zooming in her beautiful spotless face, her ever-comforting, healing, and charming smile was still intact.
I tried to hold her soft hand and place it on my chest to cool down my temperature but was withheld by a sharp pàin that forced out a páinful scréam from my mouth. It was at this point I discovered that I was lying on a hospital bed with a drip attached to my wrist. “I’m very sorry, are you ok?” She asked soberly and compassionately, using her palm to slightly massage my wrist.
At that instinct, I forgot all my páins and worries, I felt peace just like the 60 seconds of calmness on CNN.
“How did you find me?” I asked,
“Through her,” She answered, making my curiosity rise,
“Through who?” I asked anxiously, my eyes fixating on her like a suspensefully interesting movie.
“Aria,”
“Aria?” I exclaimed surprisedly, ‘How come Aishat can also see her? Does it mean that she can also see ghosts?” I wondered confusedly.
“Even right now, I’m yet to recover from the shock.”
“Shock? Which shock?” I asked with concern,
She then sat beside me on the bed, placed her soft palm on my chest, just what I wanted, and began to speak,
~Aishat's Flashback~
As I stood and faced the mirror that was mounted on the wall in my room with a sharp pointy two-edged knîfé in my hand, I watched as tears slowly trailed down my eyes, I had just returned from a search for Sam as usual with no good news at all. Sam had been missing for 5 days and no one had agreed to have set an eye on him since then.
My heart brôke the more as I watched my weeping reflection in the mirror,
“Sam,” I called sorrowfully, “Why now? Why did you choose to disappear just now that you have found your way into my heart and established your presence like a giant Iroko tree? Why now that I can no longer imagine myself without you? I can’t live in this world alone, I can never be happy without you, I should begin an early journey to the other side where I may even find you rather than remaining here and whiling away time.”
With those words, I raised the pointy two-edged knífe and pointed it to my thrôat, I was just about to stáb when a figure suddenly passed in the mirror, I quickly turned back in fright thinking I was going to see someone but I didn’t see any.
I then turned to the mirror and to my greatest surprise, the figure was standing behind me in the mirror. I quickly turned again hoping to see the person but there was no trace of anyone. This frightened me so much that I had wanted to run but a voice reminded me that I was just about to tàke my l¡fe, “Why then am I being frightened? Which other hârm is greater than déàth that I was just a step away from giving myself?”
This awareness strengthened my courage and I was left with no choice but to girl up having known that no other hârm is greater than the one I was already willing to give myself.
I boldly turned and faced the mirror without any atom of fear. After a closer look, I discovered she was a strange and mysterious girl with white skin, tears of blööd trailing down her eyes.
“Who are you and what do you want?” I asked and she told me that her name was Aria and went ahead to tell me everything. It was through her that I learned that Sam was locked up in a cèll, getting him out was very easy because my dad is a police officer with a very high rank.
TO BE CONTINUED
