”You are no longer the blood I used to know” echoed again and again in my head becoming louder each time it was being repeated, louder and louder it got until I started screaming.

With a startle, Iopened my eyes and felt pains all over my body, the pains told the tale; I had being brutally beaten even as I had passed out. I had opened my eyes just as I was being dragged into the clearing which I had being spying on earlier, my vision was blurred, my speech slurred and I felt blood dripping down my face, I couldn’t tell the intensity of the beating I had taken. I was able to make out the form of the guy whose neck I had snapped earlier being dragged into the clearing and simultaneaously, a ruccus erupted within the confraternity,”kill am…..kill am” rent the air all around me as I wondered how they knew I was still alive.

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I was able to detect the strong smell of alcohol and marijuana within the clearing, any sense of judgement which this lot possessed before that I may have counted upon to save my life was utterly gone, these niggas were high and I doubt that in this state they could reason, I had already prepared to walk through the gates of hell because I knew heaven would be a dream for me.

As they prepared to pounce on me, a shrill voice, the same one I had heard earlier while on the run. ”Maintain” it issued authoritatively getting closer,t he angry mob fell backward as they said in unison,”D1 most rugged”.

It took the last strength I had in me to open my eyes fully. There standing before me was a hunky, heavily built guy….My assessment of him was cut short when he spoke to me, ”so na you enter Iceland dey form jet-li abi???”

…Maybe I was gonna die after all…