This is true, they were three in numbers forming a circle line pattern as they lower their gaze simultaneously, in anguish, this was the message their eyes was passing across. I approach nearer and nearer, I saw a guy at the middle, surrounded by those fierce women, he was tied from his head to toe, howling with distress.
Who are you? And what are you doing here?
The echo of her voice penetrated the silent night. One of them asked me one more time, I said what are you doing here young lady, you are not supposed to be here.
Instantly, at that moment I don’t know what came over me, I was shrouded with confidence, a kind of confidence that can face any unbeatable enemy.
I shouted NO NO it can't be, Oriyomi, it can’t be.
That was the name of my fiancé. I could hear him very clearly now, he was battered, crying in pain, please help me , save me from this people please, he pleaded.
Do you know him? One of them asked me.
Yes of course, this is my fiancé, and I will do anything to protect him
This is no issue his case has been closed and the verdict has to be carried out.
No! This is not possible; I’m going home with him right away.
You want to protect him, right then you have to replace him with your life because he has to die.
The word “die” was echoed again, penetrated into my in-depth soul, as if a syringe was inserted into my body
Young lady for the last time I want you to withdraw from this case, she spat on me and raised her hand up. Then I saw a kind of a cutlass, the edge of it was so sharp that its light cut across the night
Then I checked my white garment, it was stain with red thick blood all over part of my garment.
“Clauri don maama eiye nkorko ri fura”
“Faati don atirjo rorti akormie pepe”
“Waasir fa nso odor ikerl don sinal”
I listened to that kind of language; this is not familiar to any kind of Nigeria Languages. This murmur expression marched in echelon like a voice coming from a bamboo tree when it’s being rolled into the space. Yet in anguish, clasping their feet simultaneously, it seems as if there was a ceremonial sacrifice going on. The machetes was roaming around my fiancé’s head, I know those creatures were the one with the machete but the other part of their body were too dark to be seen. As if I was not part of the scene any more, they just ignored me totally as they continue with their hullabaloo expression.
