*cabin crew sit down for takeoff*
*madam we tried everything………*
*he ran a red light…….*
*The building fell…….*
*so much blood……*
*he has a gun *screaming*……*
He was just everywhere. Every fucking place I checked, he smiled back at me. I knew he could see me and for that, I was even more terrified. My breathing exercises couldn’t calm me down. Paranoia was my best friend. Its not my time! ITS NOT MY FUCKING TIME! Leave me alone….I screamed….I screamed….I screamed but that only seemed to excite him. SICK MOFO! SICK SICK SICK……I was sick. They said it was malaria. I thought it was HIV…..I was a hypochondriac….yea yea….sue me. I did say paranoia was my best friend. I grew tired of the constant fear. Weary….tired….weary. Help me please. Somebody, anybody. My mates seemed to be leaving me. RIP everywhere. What the hell was happening? Things weren’t meant to go down like this. This wasn’t the plan. This wasn’t the plan at all. Bimbo left. Lateef Left. Uwem Left. Habiba Left. Mercy Left. Paul Left. Come back. Come back. I sobbed. Rocking back and forth. Again he smiled. That sideways mocking grin of his. FUCK YOU VERY MUCH. I’d never hated anyone as much as I hated him. My hate didn’t match my fear though. I kept looking behind me. Checking the shadows. Paranoia was now my lover. Check check check he’d taunt. And like the doll I was, I checked. I was now ashamed. There was a greater being but even that didn’t comfort me. He said my child do not be afraid. Yea right….easier said than done. I closed my eyes….tight….I felt a change…….
I was in a room. He was there as well. NOOOOOOO! I couldn’t find any door. No exit. I was trapped. In the middle of the room was a chair, a table and what looked like a rod coming out of the floor and exactly the same length as the chair and on top of it, a flat piece of wood. It looked like a makeshift chair. On the table was a piece of paper. I approached the table. Sat on the proper chair and looked at the paper….
1. Invite him to the table
I invited him to the table. He came. I had taken the chair so only the makeshift chair was left. He took it.
2. Invite him to play up and down.
I didn’t know what up and down was but ok
He accepted my invitation.
3. Now both of you stand up. The first person to sit when the bell rings wins
This was getting more confusing. We both stood up. There was a tension in the air. I knew I had to win.
The bell rang……
We both sat.
He screamed. His face twisted in agony. For some reason at that point I felt a weird sense of relief. I glanced at his chair and the piece of wood had disappeared. He had half of the rod up his ass. I smiled….
4. Do not be afraid. Laugh.
I didn’t see him again till I was ninety two. At that time, I was ready. He couldn’t even look me in the eye cos of what I knew. A round of up and down for old time’s sake?? He ignored me. I smiled……….
To all the souls that have departed, Rest In Peace.