A smile of terror
It all started like a normal day and as usual, Sola had agreed to pick me up in the morning. We were engrossed in our gossip talk when a collision occurred but the next time we opened our eyes, we were in a room that didn’t look like a hospital. The wall painting and the decorations all looked strange but I thought to myself “maybe it was a tradomedical centre” but then again, something wasn’t right; my hands and feet were tied with red cloths and I noticed the lady with a calabash on her head, sola and other four ladies; all tied.
Fear gripped my mind as a man walked straight to her with a wicked smile on his face, slit her throat right there and placed the calabash on another lady. I thought I had seen it all and closed my eyes to pray when sola let out a loud wail. He jerked her up and in a playful manner, left her to fall and this, he repeated until she bled out from hitting her head on an object. He moved close to me and smiled. Oh no! I know that smile.