Dial - Season 1 - Episode 63

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Dial - Season 1 - Episode 63

“This is the day the Lord has made!” he screamed vociferously. “And this is the day glory shall dawn! This man has been cursed by the evil forces with premature aging! Look at his grey old man’s head! He has gone everywhere but with no results! Today, Doctor Prophet Ekow Dadzie is going to prove that the devil is a liar! And the anointed shall give me a halleluuuuuujah!”

“Halleluuuuuuuuuujah!” the impassioned voices of the congregation roared.

The Apostle looked at me with a broad smile.
“Mr. Yao Biko, the devil is a liar! I say the devil is a foolish boy! The devil is a gutter boy! Today, I shall prove to you that power pass power! Oh, the devil is a gorgormi eater! The devil has met his match today! We’re going to reverse the demonic attack on your life! The curse of an old man is on you, but we’re going to break it to smithereens….oh, shabala gbabagbu shikotolo mangusey! Shabababababa pimponuuu!”

He stretched out his hand and put it on my head, and then I heard a terrible slapping sound!

For a moment I thought he had slapped me and I hadn’t felt it because I heard the sound really loudly in my head!

But I heard the Doctor Prophet giving a m0an of pain.

“Nyeeee agyeeeeiii!” the man of God said, his face suddenly scared.

And then the slapping sound came again, louder and fiercer, and this time I saw his head moving savagely on his neck, and he fell down heavily grabbing his right cheek!

There was utter silence in the room.

Doctor Prophet Ekow Dadzie was lying on the ground grabbing his right cheek and staring up at me with a horror so great that I felt like crying.

I moved forward and reached down to help him up.

“Heeeey, heeeey, stop it! Don’t touch me, you devil!” he screamed loudly and moved back on his butt0ckz away from me. “Stop the television! Stop the television right now!”
Unless he meant that the television cameras should stop rolling, I really didn’t get what he meant by those last absurd words.

He was suddenly surrounded by his wife and his assistants!

They grabbed him and raised him to his feet.
“Ei, Pastor!” cried the assistant who had shown me in.

He was standing in front of the stooped pastor, blocking my view.
“Eiiiiish! Awurade, my love!” the pastor’s wife cried as they stared at the pastor with shock.

“What? What is going on?” Doctor Prophet Ekow Dadzie asked, and then the assistant stepped aside, and then I saw them.

Doctor Prophet Ekow Dadzie and all his assistant pastors now had very white eyebrows and eyelashes, and those who had beards and moustaches were all grey now.

And, looking at that array of white faces, I knew then that Nana b0s0mba of Wowo was really Nana b0s0mba of Wowo!
Daaaaamn!

“He’s a devil!” Doctor Prophet Ekow Dadzie screamed, pointing a trembling finger at me. “Sent to destroy us! He will not succeed! Beat him! Lash the devil’s agent!”
“Me, a devil? Me?” I asked softly.
“Beat him up! Why are you standing there? Beat him up!” the Doctor Prophet screamed.
Fact was, no one moved as they stared at me.

The congregation was as quiet and as subdued as corpses!