The Activist - Season 1 - Episode 45

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The Activist - Season 1 - Episode 45

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They were shivering as they suddenly became accustomed to their environment. It finally ringed into their heads that this was not for the faint-hearted, even for a cultist.

But their horror was just beginning.

“Let’s walk.” Baba Oluwo said, urging them on. They walked until they faced a flight of steps leading to the ground.

“Come in.” He said, smiling at them. He could understand their skepticism, even Dotun, their leader was scared.

They obeyed, walking timidly. Taiwo was desperately holding Mutiu’s body like a lady in the rain, upsetting Mutiu. Mayowa looked at them and a smile escaped his face. No camera to take this moment home.

He was still smiling when he heard Sunday speak. “What are those things?” He asked. Sunday had gone ahead of the rest and was almost at the exit of the stairway. What he could see looked like an army of dogs, only that their teeth were as sharp as snake’s fangs and they had claws like lions.

“This is where we begin our preparations.” Baba Oluwo said, conveniently dodging the question. “Take these leaves and hold them. He gave them some grass-like leaves. Hold them in your hands, not your mouths.” He caught Mutiu putting them in his mouth. “This is no evil forest.”

Its worse than that. Sunday thought and although he could not hear what others thought, he felt that they were of the same line.

“Now you are to go in there and spend a day with those creatures. They are called Aja nino kokoro ( dogs inside weevils-nonsense name though). After a day I will come towards here and we will leave there.”

“What’s going to happen in there?” Taiwo asked, obviously shaking.

“They will eat you up, Olodo!” Mutiu fired back, obviously angry about the previous incident.

“They will eat your organs.” Baba Oluwo said calmly, forcing Mutiu to drop his leaves in fright.

“They will eat our oooorgans? Like really eat them?” Mayowa asked, stammering.
“You expect me to repeat myself abi?” Baba Oluwo spoke, forcing Mayowa to keep his words to himself. It was clear what was going to happen though.

“You are the sacrifice that is needed here.” He told them in a stern tone. “To obtain great power involves great sacrifice and what Dotun asked of me is very serious. You will enter there and they must accept you. If they don’t, you are as good as dead. In fact, you are dead!” They stood like dead people, almost petrified with fear.

“What can we do to make sure they accept us?” Sunday asked.

“Nothing, just walk in there. If they come towards you or attack you, then they have accepted you. If they leave you alone, then you are dead. If you don’t walk in now, you are dead. What they will do will be painful, but you have to bear the pain until they are done with you. Don’t worry, they won’t kill you but if the pain becomes far too much to bear, drop the leaves and they will stop their feeding. Now go!”

They walked inside, knowing that their lives were in no one’s hands.

They walked slowly, slower than a snail for that matter. If any of them was trying to be brave in the forest, such notion had long fled their heart. For this was no place to be brave, even if it was for the brave. The sight of the black saliva drooling from the mouths of these animals made it more scary for them.

As soon as they entered, the animals attacked them, tearing their flesh like paper off a book. The force obviously forced them to the ground, with the animals gnawing at them.
They were all forced to watch (as the pain was too much to sleep on) as their organs were duly attended to by these creatures. Many of them were focusing on the belly region and were taking away the stomach and liver of their victims as the unfortunate fellows looked on. Mutiu dropped his leaves first as he could not take the excruciating pain of losing his intestine. He had actually lost his small intestine and had seen the feces from his large intestine when he dropped the leaves. Just as Baba Oluwo said, the creatures left him, though he had no power to move, not to talk of putting his large intestine back in place.

Mayowa had watched Mutiu drop the leave and was thinking of dropping his own when he turned and looked at Sunday. The creatures seemed to actually enjoy feasting on his (Sunday) body and were actually growing bigger. Soon enough they will be bigger than Sunday himself, Mayowa thought. Meanwhile he felt a sharp pain at his back and realised that the animals were devouring his kidneys. He looked at the animals as they ate away the last part of that region,having taken away the stomach, the liver, spleen and both intestines.

Taiwo suddenly shook and threw his leaf on the floor, forcing the beasts off him. Mayowa looked at Taiwo and realised that the dude was actually leaner and his skin (or the remnant) was actually stuck to his bones. His heart and lungs were still safe.

Mayowa finally dropped his leaves and then watched as the creatures left him. He too had lost a lot of flesh and organs, apart from his heart, lungs, his private part and his face. He turned and watched the creatures as they continued eating the only person left, who was Sunday. He was wondering when Sunday will drop his leaf.

Sunday never dropped his leaf and when they finally left him, he was just bone. His heart,lungs, eyes, ears, mouth,brain,stomach- every thing made of flesh was gone.

They were like that until Baba Oluwo came in the morning.

Baba Oluwo had gone back to his house and instructed the gate-man to open the gate to no one, but to tell any visitor that he had traveled and won’t return until the weekend. He then sat down and took a glass of fruit juice, enjoying the day as if there was nothing happening anywhere close to him.
The next day at exactly 24 hours after leaving them in that room, he walked back in and met them in a half-dead state. As he walked slowly, the creatures moved away from him, giving him free access to his ‘guests’.
Starting from Sunday, he stood in front of the body and mumbled some words, then touched him and moved to the next person.
Slowly, he woke them all up, with all of them recovering their body parts lost by the creatures. Obviously, it took Sunday quite some time to recover all he lost.

There was now a shocking difference about them and the way they moved told anyone around them that they were in a different dimension. Sunday in particular looked so quiet and stern, like someone who had no emotions. Taiwo, on the other hand retained most of his boisterous attitude and was quite bubbly.

They soon left the creatures and entered into another area, this time a graveyard.
“What are we doing here?” Taiwo asked calmly. This time around, nobody shook or quivered. They all remained calm and cool, somebody that gladdened Baba Oluwo.

He did not answer Taiwo immediately but stepped forward and said some incantations,speaking to the wind. As soon as he was done, four knock-out beauties called ladies came from nowhere and walked towards them.

“You are to sleep with these women for two days.” He told them all. “You understand what I mean by sleep, don’t you?”

“You mean sex, isn’t it?” Mayowa said coldly. The old man nodded his head.
“Then its not difficult. How many times are we to sleep with them?”

“As many times as you can afford.” The old man said.

Taiwo walked to the tallest and most curvy of them and immediately went to work, Mayowa managing a half-smile and joining him, Mutiu following Mayowa behind.

“These fools don’t even look before they leap. You are using our semen, aint you?” Sunday asked.

“Well, wise one, you are totally right.” Baba Oluwo said. “It seems like your evolution has been completed. I never thought this will happen, but I see why Dotun picked you.”

“Why is that, sir?” Sunday asked.

“The answer will be revealed after the preparation has ended, which is after this stage, so go and enjoy yourself.”

Sunday walked confidently to the last remaining lady stark nude and asked after her name

“My name is Rati.”
]”Rati?”
“Yes, Rati. Isn’t there something you should be doing?”

Sunday looked at the beauty in front of him and wondered what stupidity had come upon the rest that they can’t see the consequences of their actions. He knew that there was no turning back.
“From where did you get this name from?” He asked curiously.
“You need not to know.” She said, smiling. “Now please me.”
For two full days they indulged themselves in Sin City or rather Sin Graveyard, donating seme.n upon seme.n. At the end of the whole sexfest, Baba Oluwo came around and took them through the graveyard to a series of steps which led them back to a room in his house. In front of them were small gin bottles containing some fluid, which Sunday deduced as their seme.n. Baba Oluwo, now back to his youthful self, opened one of the bottles and motioned Mutiu to come forward. As Mutiu stood in front of him and the bottle, he suddenly felt an invisible hand massaging his back, while the fluid in the bottle reduced until it was finished. The others passed through the same ordeal and the bottles were disposed of.


“That’s the end of the preparations.” Baba Oluwo declared, which brought some elation to them.

“You are now ready to take on any foe. Any other thing you will need will be readily available. Mayowa, you and Sunday should remain here while the rest go to the dining room. My house-help has arranged for some delicious meals, you guys must be hungry.”
As Mutiu and Taiwo left for the dining, Baba Oluwo pulled Mayowa close to him.
“When is the last guy coming here?” He asked.

“Tomorrow sir. He had to sort out something.”

“Good. Now listen to me. You may go ahead with the operation, but you have to kill those voodoo priests first. He said. I will advise that Sunday deals with that, for he is the strongest of you all.”

“Baba, I thought you were to strengthen all of us.” Mayowa said quietly.

“Yes, but not all of you can be at the same level. He sacrificed the most and therefore has been granted the most power. Sunday cannot die.”

As he heard that, Sunday’s ears tingled.
“Only Dotun has reached the point Sunday got to and survived. Both of them are now principal servants to death and death can’t take one of his own.”

“Sunday, stretch your hands.” Baba ordered. As Sunday obeyed, a stone suddenly appeared on his palm. “The stone in your hands has the power to guide you through any situation and any enemy. You just need to stare at it and you will see who is becoming an hindrance to you. I trust that you will use it well.”

“Now let’s go and eat.”