Lost In The Jungle - S01 E02

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Lost In The Jungle - S01 E02

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 2

As the two monsters were about to pounce on me, the mahogany tree opened and took me in. I was shocked as there was no door nor window in the room inside the tree, yet rays of light penetrated in to illuminate the room.

At first, I thought I was swallowed by one of the monsters and shouted for help but none was forthcoming. Later, I remembered it was the mysterious mahogany tree that took me in.

I had no choice but to accept my fate and fell to the floor where nature had its power on me.

I woke up after some times, I looked around and that time, I found a small calabash which was not present before I slept. I moved near it and peeped at its content.

A very hot pounded yam with egusi soup garnished fish. The hungry me dusted my hand and drew the calabash nearer in an attempt to start eating when I remembered I wasn’t in my father’s house.

The food could contain poison but on the contrary, if the person that cooked the food wanted me dead, I would have been killed while I was sleeping. I felt a tap on my back and quickly stood up as I saw no one in the room except another calabash containing water hanging in the air.

I took the calabash and drank its content then, my eyes opened and I saw a fair lady standing in front of me.

She was covered with green leaves and her waist beads were visible, anklets was on her legs too. I scanned her from her toes to her head and gasped when I saw her face.

Angels, they say, lives in heaven but the lady I saw was an angel on Earth. An angel in the jungle! She smiled at me while I stood transfixed at a spot. She waved at me and told me her name was Lovina.

Her language, English was fluent and it left me wondering if they go to school in the forest.

‘I’m Jackson. Are there schools here?’ I asked stammering foolishly.

‘Please, eat.’ She said and pointed at the pounded yam.

‘If I eat it, will I die?’ I asked stupidly. A killer would not tell you he wants to kill you.

‘No, If I want you dead, I would have done that when you were asleep or watch the monsters feed on you’ She replied with a smile that showed her beautiful set of white teeth.

As the hungry man I was, I washed my hands and started feeding my rumbling stomach and the troubled worms with the pounded yam and egusi soup {Phemloid story} but was cautious of her actions. I glanced at her often times and when our eyes met, she would look away and play with her fingernails. This happened repeatedly until I finished the manna.

‘Where are you from?’, she asked while packing the plates.

‘Ibadan, Nigeria’ I replied cleaning my hands with the piece of cloth she gave me.

‘Thanks for the meal’ I added.

‘How did you get her? Are you aware you can never see the city again?’ She answered shocking me.

‘What?! I don’t even know how I got here. It’s a mystery’

‘What do you mean?’

‘The only I remembered is that I slept on my bed last night and I woke up in this forest this morning’ I replied with a shaky voice like the one of a kid explaining how he lost his buns.
{Phemloid story}

‘Oh…but…’ she was cut short of words by a knock on the door which I didn’t see but I heard the knock. I wondered how possible that was; no door yet a knock. She told me to hide under the bed which I did without hesitating. I watched from under the bed as a man who was as ugly as a gnome. In fact, a gnome is more handsome compared to the man. Ugly is just an understatement.

‘My fiance,’ she said and I wondered if spirits do lovey-dovey too.

‘Welcome to the forest of Manchester.’ She said and exited the tree.

‘What?! From Ibadan to Manchester?’

At that moment, I was a bit happy escaping from Nigeria to United Kingdom. Maybe I would visit Manchester United stadium {Old Trafford} or Manchester City’s Etihad stadium after escaping, I thought.