Escape from cemetery - S01 E03

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Escape from cemetery - S01 E03

Read Story: SEASON 1 EPISODE 3

Immediately I discovered that it was the man I punched earlier, I started urinating,shitting, farting and doing other kind of irritating things. I wanted to run away again, but it seems like the man has glued my feet to the ground.

Then he started coming towards me slowly like he is deliberating on how to kill me. I closed my eyes and whisper something to God that created earth and heaven.

He sat my ass down immediately he got to where I stood and also sat down silently beside me like a mother that wakes up her child in the middle of the night for a heart heart talk.

My heart started beating faster and louder. I can hear the sound of every single movement the heart makes. When he sat down, he moved closer to me to start a discussion, I could feel his hot breath on my skin.

“Hey Calm down”, his thick voice sounded in my hears. That’s the first time I will be hearing another person’s voice in the cemetery. That moment seems like I’ve never In my life heard another person’s voice since the day I was born.

And of course, I thought I won’t hear another person’s voice again till I die because I’m not sure I will get out of that cemetery alive.

“Hhmmhmm” The man took his time to clear his throat which signifies that he is about to start a long conversation.

“I’m not here to scare or chase you”, he started, “but I just want you to know that I’m here to help you get out of this cemetery alive because you’re not the first person to come here. I’m the one that helped those who came earlier escaped even though they suffered”.

I twisted my face in disbelief and I guess he read my expression. “You know”, he continued talking, ” I’m the one that worked for the money you are here to take, but I’m unable to go to the world beyond because of that money, without spending the money, I can’t leave this cemetery” he noted emotionally.

The spirit that gave me that money is the same spirit that don’t want you to take the money, probably they want me to suffer here till Jesus come.

He looked at me with a pleading eye and beg me to get out alive with that money.

“But wait sir”, I spoke instantly with a disagreeing tone. ” Do you mean I should be concerned about taking the money over escaping alive. So you mean I should rest in pieces because you want to rest in peace” I can’t believe I was actually rejecting the money I came for.

“If that’s so” I continued fuming ” Sir, you won’t rest in peace oo.”, I busted out angrily.

I don’t know if it was my tone that frustrated him or because I disagreed, he stood up immediately.

The atmosphere around me started changing, I could smell death more that the way I perceive aroma of boiling chicken.

I stood up immediately after him in order to try and protect myself from any dangerous step he might take against me.

I was still looking in his eyes directly when I heard a very loud gunshot ” Kpaaa”. The man fell down instantly with his head scattered on the floor due to the effect of the gun. His brains and blood popped out of his skull.

I won’t believe it if someone tells me that a dead person can die, but looking at the scattered head of the dead and dead person before me, I knew that my days of running is about to end.

I’m left alone now to face the spirit that has been scarring me since.