ShadowBlack Entertainment, Lagos (2026)

06/08/2023

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02/11/2019

It only took a few seconds for Vera to nimbly scale the fence. Up ahead she could make out the silhouette of the church, jutting against the night sky. She walked briskly towards it until she reached the rusted, metal gates. She knew the priest only came around on Sundays so she was confident that no one would be around. The graveyard was shrouded in darkness but she could still make out the shapes of the headstones, crosses and stone angels. She stopped to take in some sharp breaths. The cold, night air was delicious. She could feel her heart thumping and the fine hairs at the back of her neck were standing up. She switched on the flashlight and walked past the open gates. The brilliant white light put everything into stark contrast with the deep, dark shadows. She pointed it at the ground and easily made out the huge boot prints in the mud. She began to follow them as they wove around different headstones. She walked over several graves without a second thought and eventually, the prints stopped at the door to a crypt. Vera studied the ground in front of the door and she spied a wet cigarette stub at the corner. She gingerly picked it up and peered at it. This was definitely dropped her recently, she thought. In fact it couldn’t be a day old. Somebody had been here in the none-too-distant past. Could the so called ghost have entered the crypt?

She was reaching out a hand to the ornate door handle when she felt a presence behind her. Before she could react, a large hand holding a wet, smelly cloth clamped over her mouth and nose. She had only a few seconds to recognize the smell of chloroform before she felt herself drifting. She reached up in alarm to grab the big arms around her. As darkness crept in around her she heard a deep, guttural voice at her ear.

“Hello, Vera,” it said as her pupils tracked skywards. “Welcome to your final resting place.”

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