“PROLOGUE
“Get ready to die today !!!”, you were told by the prison officer. Today is the D-Day for you. A Few minutes later You were led from the Lagos Maximum Security Prison to the Firing Squad. Before You die,You remembered what led to your incarceration and eventual Journey to the Firing Squad.
You remembered how it all began;It was 23 years ago. You were born with a silver spoon in your mouth.
Things were rosy for you until your father was killed. Now you seek revenge. You were poised for action.
You secretly entered your enemies house. The target was the man who killed your Father and raped your mother.
Bitterness was eating you up. The room was dark and cold.
Despite your bravado , you are a bit afraid. The man was a dangerous man . He won’t hesitate to put a bullet in your skull.
The slightest noise even made you shiver. The dead of night had arrive and evil had begun manifesting again. You scaled the wall after taking out the security man there.
As you remained calm in the darkness, you could hear the weird sound getting closer to you.
Around 12.30 a.m (midnight), you heard a strange clanging sound but saw no one. Your eyes enlarged and the hair on the nape of your neck diminished. A gaggle of goose pimples surrounded your skin.Slow and deliberate, you turned the door handle and heard a creak.
Your heart beat was beating intermittently. The clanging sound diminished in the thick blanket of darkness. Your gang members seemed to desert you but it didn’t scare you one bit.
Then you gain some courage and tip- toed into the main hall. Suddenly you turned on the switch. There he was- asleep. You shouted, aiming your gun at his head.
He tried to shout but no words came out. It was as if he had retreated inside himself, with his brain cells totally disconnected. He couldn’t make sense of what had just happened. He was clammy and there was a glisten of Cold sweat all over him. His Heart was warring inside him becoming more restless, in sync with his brain which had suddenly malfunctioned .
Trapped in his own psychosis, a living nightmare for him, been worsened by the black out in his mind. He couldn’t rise to his feet as he shook like a malaria patients, with fear and trepidation.
You smiled wickedly and pointed the gun at his forehead to shoot him at point blank .
You said ,”You killed my Father and raped my mother. You must die.” It’s T-t for Tat.
Before you could pull the trigger you heard the word ” FREEZE, POLICE.” Then he smiled and the whole room was plunged into darkness……….It’s a game of the strongest. It’s T-t for Tat.