Read Story: SEASON 2 EPISODE 11
The men reeked of decay as they pushed us recklessly forward. I held on the Jeremy’s hand firmly as we forged ahead.
Suddenly, some of the hostages in front pointed at their left murmuring something within themselves before one of our captors bellowed some gibberish, pushed them and flogged some with a stick. I followed the direction and saw the tail part of the plane. The first thing that came to mind was Daniela, I was almost moved to run over their and check then I cautioned myself when I saw the menacing eyes of the tall man beside me.
We had walked over two hours, I had to hang Jeremy on my neck. I could hear the little fellow praying his dad hurrys up with the cops and rescue us. He was obviously famished and kept crying out for water in his thought, though he never mentioned it to me. What I wouldn’t do to give him some to drink.
We started approaching the sound of a drum playing and voices echoing a demonic song, or so it sounded in my ear. One of our captors; a chubby man in full beards nodded his head and cried like a chicken. Others joined him with their bows and spears in the air.
As we came closer, the stench became unbearable. Few steps ahead, Jeremy grabbed my head was shaking. I wanted to ask him what the problem was when I saw a naked female corpse hung standing with a stake pierced from her v----a and out through her mouth. The gory sight made the females among us cried in fright. Our captors bullied them to shut up.
We walked into their settlement; the houses were built with woods and the roofs in grasses. Few more corpses laid on every angle, some of which was already decomposing, emitting a strong stench of decay.
There was a fire by the corner where some naked women and girls were roasting a corpse across a fire, they seemed so excited to see us and beamed friendly smiles at us.
Everyone that weren’t covered in mods looked like red Indians. There were more of them, like over a hundred coming out to see us.
As our captors moved us in a single file,there was a happy mood in the air. Some of the grown ups would touch us and smile nodding happily. Their kids would hit us and runaway, one very cute kid, a girl of about Jeremy’s age touched me and smiled, then moved to touch the hostess in front of me.
I gently brought the petrified boy down from my neck that now ached badly and comforted him.
” nobody is going to touch you. I’m here”. I said and he nodded looking around frighteningly at the people coming to see and touch us.
They stopped us and were now separating us in two different groups. One of the men wanted to push Jeremy to the other group, the little boy cried like someone who was about to be thrown into a hot boiling oil. I held on to his hand stretching towards me and didn’t know when I landed a punch on the face of the man, immediately blood gushed out from his nose. I pulled Jeremy away from his grip and hid him behind me moving backwards expecting to be jumped at.
The man looked up at me ominously and attacked with his spear. The spear came directly to my chest, I miraculously dodged it and held the man from behind on his waist.
I was expecting the rest would attack me but to to my surprise, they began chanting a very funny sound watching us keenly.
The man elbowed me twice on my nose, I bent under his smelly armpit and jacked him up on his waist, threw him hard with his back on floor.
Both of us laid on the floor struggling. He suddenly punched me unexpectedly, I fell by his side in time, he reached for his spear but I grabbed his hand , he bit me on the shoulder so hard I felt he could chop off my skin. I grabbed some sand in that confusion and poured on his face, he let go abruptly, I then grabbed the spear and wanted to stab him but sticks from different directions landed on my body, I had to throw the spear away before they stopped.
A very fat man in full beards and long twisted hair, came from behind with two young boys holding spears behind him. He was wearing a very dirty trouser which has lost it’s true color over the years around his waist. He spoke some angry gibberish to the man now standing on his feet and turned to me, then to Jeremy who held on to my leg. He turned to the men and commanded something before leaving.
I moved backwards as three men moved towards me, they grabbed my hands and pulled me away from Jeremy. I struggled with all my might, but they were way stronger. I watched as they pushed others away with Jeremy crying his guts out calling for me, but there was nothing I could do.
They dragged me to a different location and tied my hands to a stake then walked away.
I couldn’t get a moment of peace thinking of Jeremy. Then they began their drumming, I heard a lady crying and begging, then she began muffling and nothing again.
Cold goosebumps covered my body when I imagined they had killed her. I prayed it wasn’t Daniela.
Footsteps approaching made me worried. Two men surfaced, loosened the rope and dragged me towards the drum.
The place was crowded with people around a fire. I saw few ladies who looked at me expressionlessly and returned their focus to cutting open the stomach of a lady.
I turned away in fear and saw in front of me a table with fresh blood on it and a man waiting with a huge knife in his hand. My heart stopped beating, I felt like I was suffocating.
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