Category: Series

He did not die. The small boy, he did not die. David kept on descending, keeping his eyes on the boy as he rolled down.

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DAY ONE. 7PM. They climbed on, slowly and steadily. The sun had gone to sleep and the moon must have been preparing to rear its

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DAY 1. The phone rang twice but Bukunmi did not pick it. Instead, she remained seated in front of her mirror applying her makeup. It

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It is morning. I am walking down the corridor with Jerry and Stephen. Stephen is holding my right hand. He has been holding me like this for days. The walls are white: white and eerie. Scary, even. It is as though there are black demons behind these walls and as we approach our destination, they will compress the walls and choke life out of us. Stephen catches my eyes and I manage a weak smile: I have forgotten what it means to be happy

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