THE LIVING DEAD (PART 6)
If you missed the part Five(5), read it HERE!!!
The sharp cry shook the entire lodge, frightening
me tremendously. My heart furiously pounded.
The day of reckoning finally has arrived.
I waited for few minutes in my room as i tried
so hard to compose myself. Just like other
students, i had to check out the cause of the cry
and noise coming from downstairs. I wished i
had travelled, but truly it was very bright of me
to stay put in the lodge instead of travelling,
because i had to be around in order to follow
events and plan ahead. Moreover the hostel was
a large one but it never stopped students who
lived in it from knowing each other's habit and
as i hardly travelled. Who knows i could be
suspected.
Yes i was so scared that i felt every step i took
could lead anyone to suspect me even though i
was far from being one of the hostel terrors nor
cultists who could easily be suspected as the
hand behind such a deadly act.
I drank a glass of water before heading out of
my room. I slowly headed downstairs, towards
where i dumped Nmeka's body days ago. You
can't imagine how nervous and scared i was as
i slowly made my way to that place.
Hundreds of students were already at the
staircase when i got there. Students from the
neighbouring hostels alike. I greeted some of my
neighbours who told me of the terrific dicovery.
I pretended to be shocked and forced my way to
the front of the crowd.
After a little struggle, i succeeded in getting
close to Nmeka's body which was already pulled
out from the staircase. The poor girl was now
lying just some steps away from where she was
originally dumped, looking pale as ever. I drew a
bit close as if i was very concerned.
"do you know her?" a girl quickly asked me. I
turned to see almost everyone staring curiously
at me. I swallowed hard with tension. My guilty
conscience shook me like an earthquake.
"what?" i stammered.
"do you know her?" the hostel president asked,
before the girl could repeat her question.
"hell no. That's exactly what i came to check" i
managed to reply, dashing all their hopes.
"nobody knows her. She has no I.d or anything"
the girl who asked the first question explained,
while i shrugged, saying nothing.
The relief i felt as i heard the girl's explanation
was quite enormous. I really had feared the
question was asked with suspicion.
However i still feared the worst was yet to
come. I knew there must surely be a scapegoat.
A sacrificial lamb who will be blamed for such a
horrible crime.
Who will it be??.
WATCH OUT FOR PART 7
The sharp cry shook the entire lodge, frightening
me tremendously. My heart furiously pounded.
The day of reckoning finally has arrived.
I waited for few minutes in my room as i tried
so hard to compose myself. Just like other
students, i had to check out the cause of the cry
and noise coming from downstairs. I wished i
had travelled, but truly it was very bright of me
to stay put in the lodge instead of travelling,
because i had to be around in order to follow
events and plan ahead. Moreover the hostel was
a large one but it never stopped students who
lived in it from knowing each other's habit and
as i hardly travelled. Who knows i could be
suspected.
Yes i was so scared that i felt every step i took
could lead anyone to suspect me even though i
was far from being one of the hostel terrors nor
cultists who could easily be suspected as the
hand behind such a deadly act.
I drank a glass of water before heading out of
my room. I slowly headed downstairs, towards
where i dumped Nmeka's body days ago. You
can't imagine how nervous and scared i was as
i slowly made my way to that place.
Hundreds of students were already at the
staircase when i got there. Students from the
neighbouring hostels alike. I greeted some of my
neighbours who told me of the terrific dicovery.
I pretended to be shocked and forced my way to
the front of the crowd.
After a little struggle, i succeeded in getting
close to Nmeka's body which was already pulled
out from the staircase. The poor girl was now
lying just some steps away from where she was
originally dumped, looking pale as ever. I drew a
bit close as if i was very concerned.
"do you know her?" a girl quickly asked me. I
turned to see almost everyone staring curiously
at me. I swallowed hard with tension. My guilty
conscience shook me like an earthquake.
"what?" i stammered.
"do you know her?" the hostel president asked,
before the girl could repeat her question.
"hell no. That's exactly what i came to check" i
managed to reply, dashing all their hopes.
"nobody knows her. She has no I.d or anything"
the girl who asked the first question explained,
while i shrugged, saying nothing.
The relief i felt as i heard the girl's explanation
was quite enormous. I really had feared the
question was asked with suspicion.
However i still feared the worst was yet to
come. I knew there must surely be a scapegoat.
A sacrificial lamb who will be blamed for such a
horrible crime.
Who will it be??.
WATCH OUT FOR PART 7
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