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BIG BRUCE HOUSE (case of the black soot) pt 6

Seconds later, the glass door exploded as a tsunami of bodies blasted through it.  A  nightmarish roar of animal sounds exploded in the room;eyes glazed over and dead, they  crashed and stumbled over eachother in a frenzy. Something launched itself across the room and slammed into Prince and Chinyere.

"C'MON!!!" It was Justine pulling her towards the stairs. A large sized man with a gaping hole in his chest  came at at her like a mad bull.

BIG BRUCE HOUSE (Case of the black soot) part 5

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She gasped.

His body slammed into hers with a force so savage, she crashed into the ground. The growling thing that was once Samuel was spewing blood, the black fluid and bits of Chinyere from its mouth. The vile stuff was cold against her skin. Funke scratched, punched and slapped but the thing snarled and hissed, snatching her arm and closing in for a bite.

She screamed fought but she might as well have been hurling empty beer cans at an grizzly bear.

Eyes glazed over and empty, it pulled her arm towards its mouth.

WHACK!

BIG BRUCE'S HOUSE (case if the black soot) prt 4

Funke had lost the ability to think. Her mind was a frozen image of Samuel's still form with blood oozing from his chest. Everything else had faded away. Unable to process the event, her mind was trapped there like a faulty Tv on the weather channel---or a busted radio stuck in the limbo between stereo frequencies.

The voices in her head were silent. Nothing else existed. She might've stood there for longer if not for Chinyere's scream.

Funke blinked and looked around as if seeing the room for the first time. Then she saw the gun on the floor.

Chinyere's banshee-like wail reverberated within the house.

BIG BRUCE'S HOUSE. (case of the black soot) prt 3

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Loud growls.

Both women bent over---panting.

This had to be a dream, Funke thought. Her heart had never raced this fast in her life. The stench of blood filled her nostrils.

"We...," the woman said "we...need to get...out of here."

The raucous continued, the large gate trembled like it were about to come off its hinges.

"...I know...you're not supposed to say this...when you meet...someone for the first time," Funke couldn't stop shaking. With a trembling hand, she pointed at the gate. "...but WHAT DE FUCK??"

The sound of her voice seemed to ignite more frenzied animal screams.

They ran into the house.

BIG BRUCE HOUSE (the case of the black soot) part 2

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THEY all jumped at the sound of the gunshot.

  "Jesus...!" Chinyere gasped.

"We have to get out of here!" Funke said.
"Something's wrong."The  cigarette smoke reached her.

"Will you guys relax?" Prince came back into the room with a cancer-stick between his fingers. He was a left-handed smoker. Which she once considered sexy. But right now, it was a little annoying. "It's all part of the game."

"Do cigarettes deafen people?" She was really losing her patience with him. "Or is that ugly afro blocking your ears?"

Big Bruce's house. (The case of the black soot)

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She shot up from the bed, her heart pounding against her chest. There were tremors and tiny beads of sweat everywhere on her body.

But the central cooling system was working over time. She swallowed a thick lump in her throat and peered across the other three sleeping forms.

In the semi-darkness everything looked normal: The clothes strewn across the opened wardrobe, Shoes by the bed, and the humming of the fridge downstairs.

Nothing was out of the ordinary.

So why was she so scared?

Night Jazz

He watched with mounting excitement as the two women clawed themselves like rabid dogs. At the back of his mind, he wondered why humanity failed themselves thus. 

WEDDING DRAMA

The music was good. The smell of fried rice filled the section she was in,which was just behind where the bride and groom were seated.
Marilyn sighed, So far so good. More guests were pouring  in. The gifts were being loaded up  and her daughter's dress was fantastic. This was indeed going to be a great day . She only wished--Ada's father had been alive   to see it. Too bad she'd had to sacrifice him to a bloodthirsty spirit for a beauty-potion.
"Do you need a lighter?" Came a man's voice.

I'M NOT CRAZY!

Paula took a drag from her cigarette. "Doesn't get any easier, does it?"

I rolled my head back and stared at the night sky. The stars were in a good mood. It was too cold for a Tee-shirt but I didn't feel like going inside or coming under mum's scrutiny again.

Paula scoffed. "What? You're gonna ignore me?"

"Let her be, Paula," Carla said "she's had a tough month."

Good old Carla! Always standing up for me.

"I say, come clean and tell your mum the truth." Leila said. She was sitting on the grass, a few feet away. Her legs were crossed and her long hair draped over her petite face.

I tried to look away, but her hair was so beautiful.

Carla's leather jacket rustled next to me on the bench. "That's not an option, Leila. I thought we were supposed to be helping out."

Paula let out some smoke. This was one bad habit I would never understand. "This is a waste of time. Linda isn't strong enough…

DO I DESERVE A SECOND CHANCE?

Okay, his clothes were nothing to go on; he wore a black T-shirt and a pair of blue jeans. There were no labels in sight and he was wearing sandals.

Hmmm.

No wrist-watch, no bracelet or necklace.

I mean, who does that?

Aside from us meeting up at a fairly classy bar, there was nothing to tell me if my blind date were a rich guy or a brokeass.

I know what you're thinking; I'm materialistic and vain. But news flash guys! ALL WOMEN ARE.

It's in our genes to want comfort.

THE CHANGE

"Say that again...?" Dad's fork still hovering.

I stopped slouching and sat up. I'd expected this."I want to be a Vampire," my voice was surprisingly loud. Then again, I'd just had spicy food. It always did wonders to my vocal chords.

Dad threw Mum his famous 'Really?' expression.

"Don't look at me," she shrugged. Trust my mum to throw me under the bus. And to think we'd talked about it only minutes ago.

"I think it's a cool idea," David said in his sing-song manner.

"Eat your food, Davy!" Dad ordered. My eight year old brother's face returned to his plate.


But not before giving me a quick thumbs up.

"Do you even know what you're asking?" Samantha said.

"I wasn't asking, I was 'informing' my family."

Dad returned to his plate, "There'll be no talk of vampiring,  mermaiding or werewolfing---."

"Mum...?" Samantha looked like she were abou…

DEATH EXPERIENCE!

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"I'm the Spirit of death, I've come to take you to the afterlife," the man in white said.

"Why?" She shrugged.

The had a confused expression on his face.


"What do you mean why? You're dead!"

She stared awkwardly at her surroundings, "U sure?"

"I can't believe you're even asking me that.


Aren't you seeing your body?"

FUNNY STORY AT THE ATM MACHINE!

There were at least two dozen sweaty faces behind me. The line ahead was nearly as long. I wondered if there was still money in the machine. The headache was growing up to be a migraine. Sweat beads dribbled up and down my skin like soccer players at injury time.

"E be like say ATM na to carry mat come o!" Another voice said.

It was forty-eight hours to the new year. It was either I was going to remain a law abiding citizen or I was going to go to jail for savagely beating someone to death at an ATM.

I was seriously leaning towards the latter.

The fat woman at the machine had more than three cards with her and seemed to be receiving a how-to-use-an-ATM-machine tutorial from another fat woman.

HAPPY NEW YEAR GUYS!

THEY SAY TIME IS LIKE A FLOWING RIVER. NO MOMENT PASSES BENEATH YOUR FEET TWICE. SO CHERISH EVERY MOMENT THAT LIFE GIVES YOU.


THIS NEW YEAR IS A BLANK BOOK. OUR SOLE WISH IS FOR YOU TO CONVERT IT TO A BEAUTIFUL STORY.

 HAPPY NEW YEAR GUYS.