Dial - Season 1 - Episode 33

4 years ago

Dial - Season 1 - Episode 33

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I was scared, for the very first time in my life.
I first made an inspection of all the locks, and found that they were locked from the inside, securely, and there wasn’t any forced entry.
So, first fear factor: Nana b0s0mba had not broken into the room to have a devilish dinner with me.

I remembered the strange white door that had appeared behind his chair and he had disappeared through.

Second fear factor: the white pots were still in the room, with the remains of the food and the napkin, right down to my oil-smeared fingers; so the experience had been real.
I fought down the panic, and tried to see everything objectively.

Akos had told me what a powerful fetish priest her father was, and now I was seeing it for real. What she had said had been an understatement, of course, because what I was witnessing was more than powerful.

The man was terrible.

Thus, I looked at it objectively; yes, I had a problem, a really big scary problem.
There was a sure solution available: go to Wowo, marry a corpse, spend one night with the corpse in a room, and that would be that. And I had just one week to do it.
Question was, could I do it?
Answer was: no.

I just couldn’t do a thing like that.
So what next?

I had never been a religious person. I never bothered my head with Christian stuff, and frankly religion didn’t matter to me. But I had seen some of these things in local movies, which I watched occasionally, and I knew that ultimately, the only way to combat such evil effectively was to have God’s help.
I didn’t know God, but there were powerful men of God around. I was a millionaire, and money wasn’t a problem. So it was a simple analysis in the end. I would find a powerful man of God, give him some money, let him deal with this spiritual stuff, and then I would be free.

With the decision made I felt a little better.
I bunched up the stained bedsheets and took them to the living-room. I took the strange white pots, the napkin and the white envelope containing the necklace and ring, and dumped all of them on the bedsheets.

Next I tied all of them up in a bunch and carried it out of the room to the garage and dumped it there.

I then went back to the bedroom where Vida was just stirring.