WHISPERS IN THE DARK
CHAPTER 11
THE END
“Are you sure about that, Doctor?”
“Yes, I am sure.”
“Do you know of anyone?”
“Yes, I do. There is a lady who has been praying for some of my patients. She is a strange woman. No one knows where she comes from. However, her prayers are always effective.”
“Can you give me her number?”
“Yes”
I saved the number and called the strange lady and explained the situation to her. I told her that she had been recommended by the doctor. She was very pleased to help and said she would be at the hospital tomorrow. She was my last hope and I clung to that hope with all desperation.
The next day, I was in the hospital with all my children when the doctor walked in with a strange looking lady with very long dreadlocks. I recognized her immediately. It was Vera. I jumped from my bed, ran to her and hugged her so tightly that I almost took the breath away from her.
“Vera, Vera, it’s you. Where have you been?”
“I have been around, Eyong. I missed you. I am so happy to meet you again.”
“Me too, Vera. Thank God you have come. My wife is dying. Please help me.”
Vera and I could spend the whole day playing catchup. However, we would have all the time to do that later. We had an urgent issue at hand, and she had to attend to my wife as soon as possible. After she had examined my wife for a few minutes, she told me that my wife had been bewitched and it was done when she went to the village for the festival. My mind went immediately to Elvis.
“Your wife will come back to you.”
“Really?! Oh, thank you, Vera. What would I do without you?”
“Yes, she will be back but this time you have to fight the battle yourself. So, get prepared.”
“Myself?”
“Yes, yourself and this time, there is going to be blood.”
“Blood? But I don’t want blood. I don’t want anyone to die.”
“You have no choice in the matter. You have to choose between killing the person responsible and live in peace thereafter or let the person live and he comes after you and your family later again.”
“So, you are saying that my friend, Elvis is going to die?”
“You suspect him?”
“I do.”
“Well, it is definitely a man who is responsible. However, I don’t know his name.”
“If it’s a man, then it is Elvis, my friend. He is a wizard and has caused me too much trouble all my life. If he has to die for me to finally have peace, then so be it. If he must die, then he must.”
“Good, Eyong. Now you are beginning to reason like a real man from Manyu. Now, listen to this. It is important that he dies, not only for your own security but also for my own liberation.”
“What are you talking about, Vera?”
“The deity I serve has refused to let me go all these years in spite of all my protestations and battles with him. Finally, he has conceded. But he has given me a condition. He said he wants blood. I would have been free from him a long time ago, but I decided that I would never shed innocent blood. However, I now think this is the perfect opportunity to give him what he wants. Your evil friend, Elvis would be the prefect sacrificial lamb.”
“What? Vera, this is more complicated than I thought. I am scared, really, really scared.”
“You are not scared enough yet, Eyong, my bosom friend. Wait until I describe to you what you have to do to bring back your wife; I mean the whole process.”
“Yes, please tell me.”
“I will have to send your spirit to the underworld. There you will go and fight for your wife’s soul.”
“Jesus Christ!!!”
“Yes, you need to call that name. You will really need Him.”
“How do I go about it?”
Vera explained to Eyong that as they spoke, his wife’s soul was being held captive in the spiritual world. She was being tortured and that was the reason for the bleeding. Eyong had to go there himself and save his wife. It wasn’t going to be easy but what had to be done had to be done.
“I will show you and tell you what to do. But first, we need to take your wife home. Hospitals are of no use to her anymore. Take her home and we will carry on from there. Be courageous my friend and be prayerful. More things are wrought by prayer than this world dreams of.” She spoke.
“I know that line. It’s from Morte D’arthur by Alfred Lord Tennyson.” I said, smiling in spite of my troubles.
“Your big head hasn’t forgotten that yet?”
“What is it with you and Addie and my head?” I asked, playfully annoyed.
“But is your head not big?” She asked, laughing.
“I am a fine man, and you know it?”
“In your dreams.”
The next day, we took Addie home. Vera gave me strict instructions. She said I should place her in a room where nobody can see or disturb her. That was not a problem because I lived in a very big house with many rooms. Also, my children were told that their mum needed to go through some spiritual processes to make her regain consciousness. They were told to go live with my mum until everything was over. Vera and I planned to carry out the process that night.
Around 6:00 PM, after my children had already gone, Vera and I went into the room where my wife was kept and locked the doors behind us. The secret ritual was about to begin, and I was both afraid and scared.
“Now, I have created a communication link between your wife and you. She can’t talk to you, but you can talk to her. So, speak to her of your tender loving kindness. Tell her you love her. Tell her you miss her and need her back. Tell her you cannot leave without her.” Vera instructed.
“My wife already knows I love her. Why do I need to say all these.” I asked.
“It is important because she is very far away and feels abandoned. Her body might be here but her spirit is in a distant land, in another dimension altogether. She is losing hope by the minute, and she is beginning to come to the reality that she may never return. She is angry and sad. She feels that you have abandoned her. You need to tell her these reassuring words so that she would be reassured. Her spirit will be revitalized. Hope will be restored and the return journey back to our world would be easier.” Vera explained.
“Just that?”
“Just that.”
“Alright, that’s easy.”
I moved closer to the bed where Addie, my wife laid. I looked at her beautiful face. I knelt down, brought my face close to her and talked to her.
“Addie, my beautiful wife. You know how much I love you. You have been my friend and sister since our childhood days. We have fought many battles together and we have always triumphed. Please come to me. Come back to me. I miss you terribly. Your children also miss you. We want you back, please.”
As soon as I finished saying that she stirred a bit and then became still again. Vera smiled and came forward.
“She has heard you and that is why she stirred. Your voice was like whispers in the dark to her, but it has refreshed her. She is waiting for you. Now, take off your clothes.”
“What? I should take off my clothes?”
“Yes, you can’t go there dressed up. Don’t worry, you don’t need to take off your boxers.” She smiled when she saw the relief in my eyes.
I took of my clothes down to my boxer. After that, I was instructed to lay on my back. After I had done that, Vera brought a dark liquid, shook it and walked towards me. Then she spoke.
“I am sending you to the spiritual world now. It isn’t very different from us. When you get there, you will see two bunches of bananas, one will be ripe and the other will still be green. Avoid the ripe one. Instead, go to the green one and take a finger. Eat it raw and do not mind about the taste. Walk straight ahead and you will see a big ancient house. It is painted white. That house has been there since the beginning of time. That house is a gateway to many other spiritual worlds. That is where your wife is being held. You will find the house empty, except of course, you will find your wife there, bound. Take her and return. I will be watching you and I will help bring you back. Do you understand?”
“Yes, I do.”
“The inhabitants of that land are humans who practice witchcraft. The house is the abode of their spirits. When they die, that is where they will go. There they will stay until the last day when they will be condemned and sent to hell to burn for eternity. They already know their fate and that is why they are so wicked and ruthless. Now, some of the inhabitants are witches who are already dead. You might encounter them though it is very unlikely because they sleep in the day and are only mostly active at night. If and when you do, take this dagger and stab anyone who comes close. They will retreat and never return.”
“Can’t I just kill them?” I asked.
“Nope, they are spirits. They can never be killed. They can only be bound and sent away. That is why even men of God don’t say that spirits should die when they pray. Instead, they bind them. However, if a human’s spirit who is still alive attacks you, use the same sword and stab the person. His spirit will retreat in anguish and regret. That is because his body will die in this world.”
“I understand.”
“It is now nighttime here. However, when you get there, it will be daylight. They operate in a different dimension. Time runs differently there. Now it’s time for you to go.”
She poured the liquid in my eyes and at that same moment, I became unconscious. Next thing I knew, I was in a strange land. The land Vera had just talked about. I saw the two bunches of bananas and did as I was instructed. I ran forward and saw a big white house. The house looked ancient and mysterious, and fear gripped me. However, fear would do me no good at that moment. Since the main door of the house was opened, I ran inside and at the center of what seemed to be a large ancient hall, I saw my wife lying on the floor. She was bound hand and foot.
I had no time to waste. I ran forward and, with the dagger I had been given, I cut the ropes that were used to tie her. She was very weak and couldn’t even recognize me. I carried her and ran out of the place. I was now in the open and didn’t know what to do next. I needed to go back to our world as soon as possible before they found out that their secret sanctuary had been invaded. As I stood there with Addie in my arms, waiting for Vera to take me back, Elvis appeared in front of me.
“Eyong!! I have always known there was something abnormal about you. How did you find this place? How did you get here?” He asked.
“The love for my wife showed me the way. The same wife you tried to kill.” I said in anger.
“Oh! So, you think you have freed her? You haven’t. How are you going to get out of here. You are trapped and now you are completely in my power. No one can help you here. This is very far from earth. You are a dead man, Eyong.” He laughed.
“Dare me, dare me, Elvis. This is where everything ends. For far too long have you plagued my wife and I. Today, you will die. Today, everything ends.”
He rushed towards me, and we started fighting. Spirit against spirit. He was more versed with life in the spiritual realm so, he had a great advantage over me. He gave me a chokehold around my neck and was draining life out of me. With my last strength and with all desperation, I pulled the dagger from its sheath and was about to stab him but he knocked it off my hand and it fell in the grass. I knew I was going to die. I felt life draining from me and I prayed Vera could come to my rescue but she didn’t. Then, I felt Elvis froze and then gave a loud howl like that of a wolf that has been wounded. He had been stabbed in the back by Addie who had picked the dagger from where it had fallen.
I disengaged myself from him. He staggered for a few seconds, pain in his eyes. Then he dropped on the ground and he was dead. There was blood in his mouth and nostrils. Very quickly, I grabbed Addie but I was too weak to walk and I collapsed. When I woke up, I was back to our world and Addie was beside me, smiling. We were both back and we were both alive and well.
That was the story of my wife, Addie and me. We went through a lot in our marriage because of one person, Elvis. Finally, we got rid of him in the most spiritual and mysterious way. Elvis was buried in his compound and no one ever found out what happened to him. His wife said she heard him shouting in his sleep. When she rushed to his bedside to find out what was happening, she found him unresponsive with blood in his mouth and nostrils. He was already dead.
Vera had paid her debt to her deity. She was now free and could now fulfill her long lost dream of marrying and raising kids.
Three months later, I sent my wife on vacation to the UK. She has been there now for eleven months and would be returning next week. When she arrives, we plan on going to church and do a special thanksgiving to God for preserving our lives and for protecting us all these years.
THE END
Spiritual story it has end well