A TOILET IN THE PARLOUR 🚽 Final Episode 3 – Missing pen
He was about opening the curtain when my dad called out on the door, so he left to go open the door and I used that opportunity to drop the phone back in his room and also get back to my room pretending to be asleep.
In the afternoon while we were both playing PS4 together my brother jokingly asked me;
” Richard have you found the phone yet?”He asked with his eyes focused on the game.
“What phone?” I threw back at him.
“Bianca’s phone of course?” He asked directly.
“No I’ve given up the search for the phone!” . I replied staring at him with my side eye.
My brother kept asking me indirect questions…..I guess he was trying to know if I was behind the curtain last night but all trial seemed abortive cause of how I answered him with tactics.
Later that day by 4pm my brother went to play football and he left his room opened, so I decided to uncover some secret on my own.
When I opened the door and entered inside, I quickly started making research, looking into his cupboard down to his wardrobe. When I lifted up his bag, I saw a staff I once saw with my grandpa in a picture.
I quickly dashed out of his room to my parents room just to reconfirm if it was the staff. When i saw the picture it looked exactly like it……but to be more sure, I took the picture to compare with the staff in my brother’s room.
I took it to my brothers room and saw that they were both the same….but now I was now shocked how my brother was with grandpa’s silver headed staff because according to our dad, my grandpa died when my father was still a teenager.
I was moved to pick up the staff but immediately I picked the staff up I teleported into a church…..I mean a satanic church.
Before me, I saw two giant Eagle sculptures facing each other and at the centre was a dark light.
“Who are you and what are you doing here? ” a loud voice showing sovereignty thundered from the mist of the dark light.
“Am no body and I appeared here by mistake, please send me back” I answered with a shaky leg……in my mind I was just praying to get back home and run away from the house and my so called family.
“If you want to set your family free from the cannibal course placed upon you by Ur grand father, you will have to give out your first sons as sacrifice or your brother will keep serving me in other for you to be free” the voice said to me
Then I became more frightened and pleaded to be sent back ……I was still pleading when I began to her my name;
“Richard…… Richard…… Richard stand up! …..bring me water” then I realised my self, wooh it was a dream or a revelation………but all I know was I woke up in the arms of my brother and his friend……….
I became frightened to the core because the staff was still in my hand…….. but my brother pretended not to see it and carried me to my room for a proper rest.
The next day my when I woke up, I saw my brother beside my bed and with him was the man on black gown holding an axe ‘Ade’.
My brother urged me to stand up that he had some things to say to me. I stood up with erected ears and a bit fear .
He began narrating how he came to notice that mom and dad where cannibals and also figured out that when we; there children turn 18, we will suffer the same course. He explained that he discovered this in one of grandpa’s old OK box….. It was written In a plain shit and signed with the blood of our grandpa and that of an unknown man called “gbarazoọ́ “.
He said that under the shit of paper was a cloak which contained this staff and when he touched it and it took him to the dimension I just visited…..he requested for forgiveness but the only option was if he serve them I will be set me free of the course, since I wasn’t upto 18 as of then.
I further asked him of what the staff was for and he said the staff was given to grandpa so that were ever he went to with the staff, he will acquire wealth, that the staff represent the covenant…….. meaning our families freedom of cannibalism was exchanged with wealth.
I then apologize for my brother because of the things he is going through for my freedom every day. We hugged each other with tearful eyes and he left the room to the dinning……but as for me am going to find the solution through that staff.
Later that day I sneaked out with the staff to a prophets house. When I got to the first prophet, on seeing the staff he chased me away. So I left for a second.
The second prophet saw the staff and laughed at me before saying;. “Young man don’t dear the Devil….. please be at peace ” and he walked me out of his tabernacle.
Then I went to the third prophet and he agreed to break the covenant. He took the staff and went into the dark realm, to challenge the natives of that realm . Before I could know it he started foaming from his mouth and died instantly.
I then covered the staff with the cloak and ran home. When I got home no one was around except for my best friend Kingsley. When I saw him in the parlour alone I shouted at him…. never to come to my house when am not around or with out my notice and permission. Although I didn’t tell him but it’s because he could be killed.
“Oya no vex oga….. I come show you this bet slip e enter 300k. bro…(pauses) watin be that wey you carry for that hand” he asked, attempting to hold the covered staff.
“Watin happen na……Ur thing lose……. commot hand here ma no beat you…I dey come.” I said and turned to work away.
Kingsley was a persuasive person so he watched me take few steps away before setting his leg for me and I stumbled. In the process of waging my self, I put the staff in my defence and it broke.
Immediately a loud thundered voice just like the one I heard in the dark realm groaned from no where in particular, but the groaning was loud coming from all corners of the house.
The next was that Ade, my brother’s friend who turned into a human slayer got himself and wondered out of the toilet in the parlour
“Richard how I take reach here and who were me this clothes?….. wait watin axe dey do for my hand?” He kept asking.
Long story short the convenant was broken immediately the staff broke and my family was set free.
Kingsley ran home in fear and cut all ties with me…… but I didn’t care that much cause I’ve gotten my family back 😉😉
#OpraDre IN THE PARLOUR IN THE PARLOUR IN THE PARLOUR IN THE PARLOUR IN THE PARLOUR IN THE PARLOUR IN THE PARLOUR IN THE PARLOUR IN THE PARLOUR IN THE PARLOUR
THE END
My pen don’t bleed ❣️❣️❣️❣️ it writes…..
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