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    ItzprinceItzprince
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    Hmmmmm, you guys need real spiritual back up

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    Hmmm… This is really serious

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    Hmm… This is serious… Hm

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    Chapter 15

    Verah was so scared she instinctively banged the kitchen door close, shut herself in and began to shout, “Holy Ghost Fire!” “Holy Ghost Fire!” Holy Ghost Fire!” She must have shouted ‘Holy Ghost Fire!’ For about fifteen minutes before she opened the kitchen door to see if he was still there. With no sigh of him in the room, Verah dashed in to pick her handbag and flee from her apartment. While she hurriedly stuffed her hand bag with few of her belongings, smoke began to emit from the kitchen which she had left. She couldn’t figure out the source of the smoke; she made to flee from the room when she got to the door, curiosity got the better of her and she thought to check it out. Quietly she tiptoed to the kitchen and opened the door. Standing in the kitchen was her dead grandmother, preparing the Quaker Oat she had abandoned in fear.

    Amazingly there was not a trace of smoke in the kitchen, Verah yelled, “Jesus!” Before she could take a step to flee from her sight, her dead grandmother spinned around like a whirlpool, transformed into a thick dark smoke and moved into Verah’s body. Verah landed on the floor with the sort of force that should have cracked her skull, but amazingly nothing happened to her.
    After some twenty minutes of lying on the floor, her eyes opened wide, looking very dark and hallow like there was no substance in them. She stood to her feet, went over to her mirror and checked her eyes before the mirror. She took a dark sunglass from a table and put it on, went into the kitchen and removed a knife from a drawer, stuffed it into her hand bag and left to pay Austin and Melinda a visit at the hospital.

    She didn’t use her car; she rather flagged down a taxi and told the driver where to take her. Immediately she sat in the cab, the taxi driver felt goosebumps all over him, his head felt like it had swollen and increased in size. The driver tried to drive off but for a moment felt he couldn’t see the steering. He bent down and did what an average Nigeria would do, he prayed. As soon as he began to mumble prayers to God, Verah swiftly closed her ears with her two hands and shouted at the driver “Drive!”
    As though her shout propelled him, the driver started his car and sped off. After driving for some minutes under the spell of her command, the taxi driver suddenly applied the brake and asked Verah to get off his car. Verah asked him why she should get off his car; the driver replied that he had to go pick his son from school. Verah surprised him. “The last thing you did before you picked me was to drop off your son, Samson, with your wife”.

    The taxi driver was shocked and shouted. “You are the offspring of the devil please get off my car!” Verah simply replied. “I command you to die!” As soon as she declared that, the taxi driver began to smash his head on the steering. While the driver was smashing his head on the steering, Verah stepped out of his cab, stopped another taxi and it drove her away. The driver continued to bang his head on the steering until he bled to death. A spirit had jumped on him when Verah spoke those words.

    When Verah got to the hospital and alighted from the taxi, she amiably paid the driver and asked him to keep the balance. She walked into the hospital reception and asked to see Melinda, after the receptionist was satisfied with the information she provided about herself, she asked her to sit down and wait for a nurse to take her to the ward where Melinda was. While Verah waited in the reception, she began to hear a faint voice in her head calling out, “Verah fight it! You can fight it! Verah fight it! You are no murderer!” Verah focused her attention on the voice and could tell it was Simon’s Voice. She whispered back to the voice. “I can’t help it Simon”. “You can fight it Verah! Fight it! You have been through worse……..” The voice in her head faded to nothing. Verah grabbed her head with both hands as if to keep it from imploding from the inside. Just then a nurse came out and the receptionist said. “Madam you can follow her, she will take you to your friend”.

    To Be Continue……

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    Woo my God help u all

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    What is really happening here o

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    Chapter 16

    Verah stood to her feet and staggered terribly, the nurse had to put her hand around Verah to keep her from falling. “Madam are you okay?” asked the nurse. Verah tried to speak but could not, she just nodded to the nurse. The two of them walked to Melinda’s hospital room not saying a word to each other. When they got into the room, the nurse pushed the door open and let Verah in and walked away. Verah picked her step as she walked into the room. Melinda was alone lying on the bed. When Melinda heard the creak she turned to see who it was, she was expecting to see Austin, it had been a while since he went to buy some things in the street.

    “Hi Verah! You came to see me. That’s very nice of you. I have been wondering how you are doing”. Verah didn’t say a word to Melinda. It was very unlike her. Melinda quickly suspected something was wrong with her friend, so she sat up on her bed and asked. “Verah what is wrong with you?” By this time Verah was very close to her. Finally Verah spoke and when she did. It was as if several men were inside of her trying to speak at the same time. “Melinda run! You are dead! You dug up Micheal’s grave! Burn in hell!” Verah tited her head upward and groaned like a beast, “Hoaah!!!!” The light blubs in the room and the glass windows shattered at Verah shout. Melinda sprang from her bed and made for the door, but sadly she was too weak. Verah turned with a kind of swiftness only achievable by a supernatural being and grabbed Melinda from behind and flung her back on the bed. By this time Verah’s sunglass had fallen off and what Melinda saw in place of her eyes was a pair of dark spots swelling like the waves of the sea, Melinda knew whoever was in front of her was no longer her friend Verah; she had to fight or die. Meanwhile the hospital staff who heard Verah’s monstrous groan, came running to Melinda’s room to know what it was. Through the glass portion of the door they could see the fight going in the room but could not come in. A powerful force had held the door shut, all they could do was shout and bang on the door. When Verah turned and the hospital staff saw her eyes. They fled from the door, screaming insanely as they ran.

    Back in the room Verah was holding the kitchen knife in her hand and was thrusting it at Melinda with speed too fast for her to defend. The knife was slashing Melinda’s body as she did her best to defend herself. At some point Melinda was able to get under the bed and crept out behind Verah. Close to Melinda was a drip infusion stand, she held it firmly with both hands, liffted it and with all her might, crashed it into Verah’s skull. Much to Melinda’s shock, Verah didn’t move, the drip infusion stand just bounced off her as if she hit it against a wall. Verah came at Melinda again, leaving her no chioce but to use the drip infusion stand a second time. Melinda lifted the stand and plunged it into Verah’s chest and screamed “Be gone in the name of Jesus!” The force sent Verah against the wall; she came off the wall leaving it stained with blood when she hit the floor. She lay still.

    Melinda slowly sat down on the floor bleeding all over from knife wounds. The door which had been shut opened of its own accord letting in Pastor Idika and Austin who had been watching the horror from outside through the glass portion on the door.

    Austin went to Melinda and hugged her, but Melinda screamed painfully, Pastor Idika ran out of the room to call doctors, he knew Melinda need immediate treatment. When the doctors came into the room. They could not belive their eyes, the floor and the wall were stained with blood. They quickly put Melinda on a stretcher and wheeled her to the theater; she had been badly cut by Verah’s knife.

    To Be Continue……

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    scary indeed

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