She ran to him, hugged him, then kissed him deeply. She looked in his eyes and could read worry.
          "The shamans have you. You must escape before the ritual begins. They intend to sacrifice them all, and it's nothing like you've ever seen or heard of. In two hours, they'll begin to slit their throats and start the ritual. They want to resurrect the past elders and overrun Benin City. It's nothing like the revolution. It's going to be much worse. The High Elder, he's controlling all this, and you have to stop him. You have to wake up."
          "What? Wait, I don't understand. What's happening? I wish you would explain it all to me". Her voice shook and she began to sob.
          He hugged her and held her close. "The ritual we did, bonded my soul to yours. You resurrected me by giving your life as an anchor for mine. If the shaman had found me alive with you, we both would be dead right now. These are the only times you can hear or touch me, when you're asleep in the real world. I can hear you, and I'll help in whatever way I can, but you must wake up now"
          She tried, and succeeded. Slowly her eyes opened and she saw him smiling before her. That was the only thing to smile about, he was here. Where she was however, nearly crushed every bit of courage she had, but she knew she had to be strong. She was alone in the room. The walls were whitewashed, with red spots splattered haphazardly. It was either a painting masterpiece, or a violent ritual had happened here. She knew deep down that the shamans did not care about paint. She stood up lazily and the observed a cowrie necklace about her neck. She didn't feel mind controlled. She looked at Emeka and he pointed at himself. Of course, he was the reason the necklace wasn't working.
          As she tried to approach the door, he stepped in front of her. She looked through his eyes and she could see wards and runes draped around the entrance. She'd never spoken a spell or enchantment in her life. She always depended on charms. But in this moment, the words flowed freely from her lips like they were her second nature. And she jumped back as the door slid open. She glanced at him. He was smiling at her. She was damn sure she didn't know those spells before. They were in Igbo. It seemed like the bond gave her access to his thoughts. Some of them anyways, she couldn't tell what he was thinking right now.
          She hurried down the hallway as he led her. There was no one here. They had left her there while they finished the ritual in the courtyard. When she made it there, she was shocked at the sight. Everyone stood facing the High Elder, all wearing the necklaces. The people who had been kidnapped were tied together, six each, in six groups. Their hands were tied  behind their backs and to a pole. Each group represented a district. Every member of Central District was present and they just watched, only the two other elders seemed to know what was going on. From the second floor of the shaman quarters, she wasn't sure what she could do.
          The place she stood doubled as a watch place. She took a crossbow and aimed at the High Elder. She shot and she want sure if she missed him because she was a bad shot or for some other reason. His eyes widened when he looked in her direction. Not at her but at Emeka. She wasn't sure what to think, but it seemed like the High Elder was protected. She aimed instead for the two other elders. She shot them both through the shin and was surprised they did nothing to retaliate. She only recognized the effort of their chants when everyone else turned to them in disheartening synchronism. The place she was standing on softened and she fell through to the ground. She was now on the same level with a horde of mind controlled citizens. The odds made her dizzy.

Victory Okoyomoh, pen name - Victory Wrights is an Optometry Student at the University of Benin. A writer,  both prose and poetry, his works have been published in some anthologies and other websites.  He also run an instagram poetry account - @victory_wrights 

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