I was hypnotized, because I was unable to wake and open my eyes and that, it was hypnotism. Then I heard a heavy bass voice from the background cooing, then trickled and suddenly it ordered me to stand up. And I should open my eyes, and receive my sêñsë, somehow.

“You may rise my beautiful one, open your eyes and realize where you are. Because you have been brought, to a place of power, wealth and of no return. But here there is a price to pay, and your husband has done well to bring you here, don’t worry, you are initiated already. And so shall it be…” The voice said

Then I jerked up, I turned, I looked and I saw my husband who was ñãkêd with me in our house, in our room. Dressed in a red long gown, and I was also tied in a black wrapper, he was holding a candle. I saw black and red and yellow and white candles there, all manner of things and colors were there.

I saw my husband, he was in the mist of other men and women and I turned to see the person that ordered me to stand up. A matured man, with gray hairs, and gray breads sitting like a lord in front of us. I didn’t know where I was, but there was a temple in a big large room, people were blowing to them. But one thing was sure, I wasn’t in this world but was somewhere. I didn’t know if it was this world or another world but I did know, it wasn’t the world I know and was used to.

That voice was still ringing in my head, “your husband did well to bring you, you have been initiated through the s3s. And also the drink and the kissed, you are welcome beautiful daughter.”

I saw skeleton bones, skulls on the table which were also skeleton and the place was so scary. I tried to run, but there was no way for me to run, I wanted to scream but my voice seemed to have been clutch. I couldn’t say anything, I wasn’t even able to open my mouth, until I was spoken to.

For the first time in my life, I thought the ground should open up and swallow me whole. Fear gripped, my intestines congealed with fear and trembling. My heart was racing and pounding, at the same time, I thought of my worst that I have always been afraid of. Even though I never thought of it, that it could be in that manner. The butterflies in my stomach started to flew then it was as if, they all went down to a certain place and stayed.

Everything was so different, it was like I was in another, apparently, I was in another world definitely. Because nothing of that made sense to me and when I look at my husband, he had a scary scar or mark or whatever on his face. All of them had the same mark, or if it was a scar, I couldn’t tell.

Some were dressed in black, tie a long shawl on the neck and covered a cap that you could barely see through their faces. Some were dressed on red, tie long black rope on the waist carrying candles with same scar or mark. With long scarf.

I looked at the man that they were bowing to as their lord, and calling him lord. He was the scariest of them all, the moment you look at him you feel the world was about to crumble on you. You will pray for the ground to open up and swallow you, then he stood up, walked towards me and that was the worst. Then I heard my husband said.

“You are welcome to the great udimba my love, you are now one the princess, of the udimba and my lord. You can see how that the initiation was successful and all progress.” He said with a smile, as I wanted to open my mouth his voice thundered like that of a heavy rain storm on the roof. “Now sit still woman, you are in the presence of the great udimba”. I was shivering and startled

To be continued

I realized that those who views are more than those who engage. It means, there are so many ghost readers. And this is just me saying I’m not going to play nice again, and I can detect those ghosties. So I will start blõçking everyone who doesn’t react to my efforts but will read and pass as if it means nothing. So don’t be angry or disappointed, if you open your fb and don’t see my page again pop up on your feed. Except you start engaging and reacting, and sharing my work to appreciate me. That’s the only way you can appreciate me. And if you don’t usually engage and react then facebk will automatically make my page invisible for you. You won’t be seeing my stories or page.

This story will only continue, if I have 500 shares on this chapter and 15k likes and massive engagements and good reactions. So the next chapter will drop immediately

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