The Activist - Season 2 - Episode 3

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The Activist - Season 2 - Episode 3

“Nifemi! What’s wrong with you?” Shope asked as Nifemi stormed past her and dropped her baggage in her car. Wale, who had followed her in anger, was now bemused at her action and also curious about who was the stranger.

Nifemi turned around and faced Shope. “Why must you ruin every good thing in my life, eh Shope? You came between me and Dayo, me and Haruna and now between me and him.” She pointed to Wale. “Is this how you repay me for being a good friend? I invite you to stay the night here over you ‘complaint’ of armed robbery in your house and you could not last 12 hours before bringing a man to my man’s house? Now that am moving out, are you happy? Why you? Why?!”

Shope kept looking stunned as Wale began to understand what was exactly going on. Nifemi on the other hand was in her car and was about starting her car when she came out of the car and advanced towards Shope, who moved back defensively.

“Even if you can’t keep your legs shut for a night, can’t you just at least clean up after your sexual fantasies have been fulfilled?”
“Nifemi, please be patient.” Shope started her defence, “I woke up late and rushed out of the house that’s why its like that. I planned to clean up before you come back but I was held back at the bank, you know how it…….”

Paw! A second slap for the day for Shope and Nifemi was not done.

“Listen to yourself! How won’t you wake up late when you can’t keep you legs shut, eh? Shope, I don’t want to see you again in my life! And I mean it this time!” Nifemi shook her hands for effect as she walked back to her car, clearly spent of her energy.

“Nifemi, wait.” Wale called out softly, pained at his fault accusation. His voice was so thin that Shope, who was nearer heard nothing. As Nifemi drove away, he turned to Shope.
“Miss, what do you want?”


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Tade went about the week with no incident of note. In fact, it was like Tuesday never happened. Classes went on as usual, and the atmosphere was peaceful. However, all peace was shattered on Monday morning.

It started with two students in their room engaging themselves in some argument over soccer. It was not long before they started to fight and then someone inserted a kitchen knife in another person’s chest.

Students who had seen what happened, rushed out to help the injured student, while a few bold ones apprehended the offender and started to ‘discipline’ him with what was called ‘Maximum Shishi’, a system whereby random students come out and beat the offender.
Within thirty minutes they were done and the offender was left alone while the injured was in the ICU of the university teaching hospital. Unfortunately things are not always as they seem.

About thirty minutes later, the offender returned to the hostel, only that he had five other guys accompanying him. As they entered the hostel, they headed straight for Fikayo, who was the hall chairman.

Fikayo, who was about 6ft tall with an almost rectangular face and black eyes, was just coming from the bathroom when those after him caught up with him.

“Hey you! Stop there!” They barked at him. Fikayo ignored them and entered his room.
“Isn’t it you that am talking to?” One of them, a 5ft plus fellow with broad chest and toned biceps challenged him. Fikayo in contrast, was quite slim and looked vulnerable to physical attacks.

Fikayo entered in and instantly locked the door, infuriating the following pack. Their leader, a 4ft plus fellow with a slightly burnt face and a white right eye, ran towards the door and started to bang it.

“Open the door if they born you well!” He shouted, stunning other occupants of the room. The others soon joined in the banging.
Meanwhile, Fikayo had started making some calls, possibly calling for some assistance. As the door shape-shifted to the pressure of the attackers, his roommates dodged under bunk.

Tade, oblivious of what was happening entered the hostel, just to hear sounds of broken bottles. As expected, he attempted to flee, only to collide with Colloid, the leader of the Red Scorpions.
“You be one of them?” Colloid asked. Tade vigorously shook his head before pointing to the hall. Colloid was not convinced and dragged Tade alongside them.

On getting to Fikayo’s room, the other group had engaged Fikayo and had beaten him to a pulp, stripping him naked. As they attempted to ‘parade’ him, Colloid blocked them.
“Who una think una be?” He asked. As the Leader of the other group looked at him derisively, Colloid blinded him with a slap.
The sound of that slap resonated so badly in the hall that the window panes shook. Tade, who was at the back, had his heart in his mouth, utterly scared to shreds.
“Yee!” The other shouted as they rushed towards Colloid. Colloid was almost 8ft and was too imposing to take down that easily, so a serious fight ensued as they attempted dragging Colloid to the ground. The other members who were watching from a distance, now joined and overwhelmed the other group.

As the other group got overwhelmed, two of them attempted to escape, but were caught. One of them was able to pull out a pistol he smuggled in and with some inaccuracy fired it.
The bullet somewhat missed all the rubble and hit Tade on the stomach.