A wind, a strength and an enemy.
The street was quiet and unusually dark as she walked. Atinuke looked to her left and saw some blue colored smoke spring out of nothing. She immediately turned away out of shock and kept walking, faster this time. About a minute into her quick pace, she heard a can roll on the tarred road. She turned around as swiftly as she could, only to see the same thing she’d been seeing; darkness. Something wasn’t right and she felt it. She stood facing that same direction, trying to see through the thick darkness, but still, nothing. She got so terrified, so she screamed, “Who’s there!?” She screamed the same words again. No one answered. The silence she heard petrified everything she was made of, so she turned around one more time and started running as fast as she could. She had no idea where she was running to. Light maybe? A place where she could at least see her enemy? Suddenly, she felt a strong wind behind her. It seemed like she heard the wind; it also felt like it touched her, so she stopped running to nowhere and stood still in terror. She knew that whatever the enemy was, she couldn’t escape from it. It seemed like it was everywhere, hunting her, like her shadow. In nothing more than a second of stillness, she felt this great strength lift her up to the top of a building. Feelings of fear and excitement mixed up inside her as she felt herself safely landing; she didn’t know which emotion to express. She looked around with tears in her eyes, making her temporary lack of sight even worse. She screamed, “Who are you!?” No reply. She loved how beautiful the view of Lekki was from where she stood but she somewhat knew that that might be her last moment on earth. She took a deep breath and readied herself for the best and the worst. She felt her lips shake like they were being electrocuted. She wished that her enemy would just kill her already and save her from her anxiety and dread. As though her enemy heard her thoughts, she immediately felt teeth bore into her neck, deeper and deeper until she felt no pain. She screamed as loud as she could, although she knew there was no help around. She screamed with all her might and struggled with her enemy but he was stronger than a rock. Unexpectedly, she heard someone shout her name from the street below them. She heard her name a second time and a third. She wanted to scream out to her hero, but she couldn’t. Every form of energy had been sucked out of her. She was going to die. She kept hearing her name until everything became black. She knew that was the black face of death. Out of the void she felt, she heard her name again, this time it was louder, and even echoing. “Tinuke!” Oh no, it was Ayodele, her brother. She closed her eyes and screamed, “Dele! Dele!” She hoped that when she opened her eyes, she would see him; and just like a fairytale, she did see her brother. The strange thing was, she was in her bed, sweating like never before. Dele was holding her and he looked happier than she’d ever seen him. “You’re okay?”, he asked, staring at her as though she wasn’t meant to be awake. “What. It was just a dream”, She said, totally confused. “Yeah, but…”. Her brother seemed dumbfounded and it slightly annoyed her because he wouldn’t just make a sentence! “But what!?”, She yelled.
“Your neck! There are strange holes in it!”