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THE SPIRIT
EPISODE 2

I quickly pulled off her night wear and
dressed her up with the clothes she wore
from her place. A black jean trouser and
a pink top. It truly was the most difficult and
irritating task i have ever done in my life.
“what next?” i asked myself as i looked
out of my room’s window. The hostel
{lodge} gate was still locked. There
wasn’t anyway i could carry her out of the lodge without waking the gateman or
seen by early morning weed
smokers, {Annoying students who were
fond of smoking hemp in front of some
hostels].
Moreover the hostel lights were equally on and glaring. I rubbed my face in
desperation.
I was living at the top- most floor and so
had little or nothing to hope on. It was a
do or die affair. I left my room and took a
quiet tour round the lodge. Fortunately no one
was outside, which really was a very big
relief. I went round the lodge searching
for a quiet hidden place i could dump
Nneka’s body. Of course i wasn’t thinking
of dumping her outside the lodge because their wasn’t a
way i could do it without being seen. I
couldn’t ask the gateman to open the
gate without arousing suspicion nor scale
the fence with such a heavy load. I had to
look for a spot within the lodge to dump the
body. Finally an idea quickly struck me.
There was a staircase at the extreme end
of wing C which was hardly used
because the three stairs at the front and
middle back of the big hostel was the most preferred by
everyone.
The staircase was exactly the kind of
place i was badly searching for. There
wasn’t any bulb underneath it like the
other staircases {the bulbs were probably stolen} and so
had poor visibility even in the afternoon.
My only fear was that the cleaners who
swept the
lodge every morning might discover her
on time. Perhaps before i could be able to dispose her handbag and other
belongings
which I Intend disposing at a place very
far from the lodge later in the morning.
Seriously i never imagined my heart
could be as dark as it was that fateful morning, but it got me to realize that the
heart of man is
very dangerous especially when faced
with an unimaginable circumstance, I
quickly inspected the staircase, rushed to
my room and carried the poor girl’s body.
Discreetly I headed back to the staircase,
my heart almost at breaking point…

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