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XXX CELEBRITY
(REDUM AT HOME)
Episode 11
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Written by author Nath.
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Her footsteps on the creepy floor of the unknown local building at the ungodly hour of the night could get a frighten heart stop beating. She never made another move after the red fabric flopped down behind her. The interior of the place was dark, so she put on her torchlight. “Jesus!” she whispered at the sight of diabolical totems she saw: a wall with pictures of only females. At another corner were human skulls and red fabric demarcating a part of the room. Suddenly, she began to hear a groaning voice behind the fabric. Courageously, she slowly flipped the red fabric sideways like a curtain at the entrance of a building to see Vicker in pools of blood.

“You made a mistake for coming here, young lady!” a female voice startled her from behind. She was covered in a red garment, plumpy and fair in complexion. Her fingers were like the claws of vultures. Her eyes sparkle in the dark like the eyes of a cat.

Cassandra turned. “God never makes mistake.” She replied unabashedly.

The woman laughed in a loud voice. “You’re making yourself a god?”

“No, but he’s in me. Therefore he that’s in me is greater than he that’s in the world! You shall do me no harm!”

The power in the tongue of the believer manifested in the house. So the woman watched Cassandra dragged Vicker up then began to take him outside. Truly, she had been hypnotized by the words, so she stood there like an iroko tree.

Cassandra put Vicker on the front seat, entered to the driver’s seat only to hear him groaning again with eyes closed.

“Vicker, what are you saying? Are you okay?” she listened closer to his mouth.

“Grace.. Grace..” The young man groaned again.

Hearing the name, Cassandra became disappointed thinking he was calling the name of his girlfriend. Truly, Grace was Vicker’s girlfriend who left him the day she discovered he was a porn star.

Nevertheless, Cassandra notice a device blinking red light inside his pocket. She hastily brought it out to see it as a tracking device too. She looked at Vicker.

“Who’s tracking you? My Dad?” she asked but didn’t get a response….
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FLASH BACK
Blindfold and chain him.” Alice interrupted by ordering her men.

Vicker became confused. “Why? I don’t understand!”

He was chained, blocked his mouth and blind-folded him before dragging him outside. The poor man never knew why and that could be his end.

“You, wait” Alice called one of the men. “Have a tracking device put inside his pockets. By night-fall after handling him to Williams, track and kill him if he will still be alive. In fact, kill anybody you’ll see around him. Remember, by night-fall.”

“Yes, ma’am” the man replied….
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CONTINUITY
Through the side mirror of the car, Cassandra saw another car speeding from behind. Obviously, those were Alice’s men.

“Oh, God!” Cassandra threw away the device, ignited the car and sped off. Though she didn’t know the road she was heading through but had to escape from those men.

However, the men stopped at the device. They were four in number with guns. One of them picked the device up then gave two a sign to enter into the local building. Entering into the house, they saw the woman still hypnotized.

“Woman, where is the man that was here?” one of them asked but she couldn’t reply.

“Kpooo!!” he put a bullet in her head, she fell down and died instantly. The echoe of his gunshot travelled all over the bushy area.

“Vicker must be the one that drove out when we were coming. Let’s go!” they entered into their car, running after poor Cassandra.

As the fight went on, so as darkness became thicker. The men followed the car-track made by tyres until they saw it parked inside a forest. All came down, conk their guns, quietly approached the car like in one of the movies Cassandra use to watch. The headlight of their car served as an illuminator, hence they could see everything within a close range clearly. They approached, looked into the car to see nobody but could only perceive the smell of petrol. Just then, the car exploded, hitting them down on the ground—that was Cassandra’s handiwork. She had taken Vicker to a hiding place, broke the fuel tank and left the engine on.

Like a movie actor, she rushed out from her hiding place, collected the guns from those men who were still trying to regain their strength and sight. Quickly, she met Vicker lying under a crop.

“Come on, we need to get out of here.” She pulled him up again.

“Grace.. Grace… don’t leave, please. I’m sorry.” Vicker groaned again.

Cassandra glanced at him as both were staggering out but never said anything. She was yet to know whom she fell in love with; a porn star and one who had not fully gotten over his previous relationship. Yet, she was risking her life for him. What a pity?
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THE NEXT MORNING
Their eyes remained heavy due to sleepless night, but the gatekeeper snored his way to Jamaica while sleeping. Cassandra’s disappearance didn’t bother him much like it did to the parents and her twin sister, Sandra who was sitting with her parents in the parlour. Their posture was like a mourning family.

“It’s pass six o’clock in the morning, yet Cassandra is not back. Let’s talk to the police!” Mrs Rose broke the silence.

“Or let’s call James, my brother” Sandra chipped in.

“No, we’re not involving my son in this.” The mother objected.

All these while, the man of the house had not said anything, thinking critically. He stood up, spaced to the wall in a way he backed them.

“Honey, say something!” The wife urged.

“Allow me to think woman!” the man shrieked.

“What have you been doing since last night?”

The man glanced at her. “They are some things going on and about to go on that you don’t know.” he sounded scarily as if the world was about to come to an end.
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In the forest, one could see Vicker lying under a tree. There was a flowing river a few meter aware where Cassandra was rinsing a cloth. She was only on that Jean trouser and bra, while she was using her cloth to clean Vicker up. So after rinsing, she walked to him, sat beside him and began press the w€t cloth on his forehead. The young man opened his eyes. Seeing her, he wanted to struggle up but the pains couldn’t let him.

“Just relax.” Cassandra told him.

“What are you doing? And… and…” he looked around. “Where are we?”

“I don’t know. We passed the night here.”

Vicker finally stood on his feet, stepped away from the tree to survey the environment and to recall the last thing that happened to him. He turned to Cassandra.

“The last thing I could remember was being tortured to death by a woman.”

“Yes, and I tracked you to save you.” Cassandra replied. “Are you saying you have no memory of what happened last night?”

Vicker thought for a while and shook his head. Cassandra had to tell him everything ranging from the reason why he was brought to the ritualist to their present location.

Surprised, Vicker said, “Those men are from Alice. They put the tracking device in my pocket!”

“Who is Alice and what does she want from you?”

Vicker became quiet. He gallopped closer to her, staring into her eyes. “Why did you have to risk your life to save mine?” he changed the topic with a bedroom voice.

She spread her hands. “I don’t know.” She replied as an afterthought, shyly bent down her head.

“Thank you.” he sighted the guns at the tree then walked to them. Cassandra watched him check the bullets and shoving them behind him.

“What are you doing?” she asked, going closer to him.

“The war has just begun. I’m going to kill Alice and your father.” He replied without looking at her.

“Ya kidding, right?”

He finally looked at her. “Do i look like a clown to you?” he grabbed his shirt and began to leave.

“Vicker!” Cassandra called on him but he never stopped. “Vicker who’s Grace?!” she finally put him to a stop with that question. Vicker turned like a robot……
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TO BE CONTONUED

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