MYSTERY IN MY ROOM

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Mystery and Crime  |  House: Booksie Classic
Lovette was posted to Warri in Nigeria as a nurse.Though she was warned by her parents,it wasn't after mysterious things began to happen in her room that she actually knew the reason for her parent's concerns about her. Probably,her stay in Warri will be limited.

Submitted: September 14, 2019

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PROLOGUE 
I was so afraid that sleep escaped me.My heart kept jumping and racing .The slightest noise even made me shiver. The dead of night had arrive again and I'm going to see the manifestation of evil again. I was silence about it but it was obvious my silence was so loud that even the deaf could here it.The mystery has begun unfolding....
 
As I remained calm in the darkness, I could hear the weird sound now clearer and clearer and in one magical moment , I gazed at that portion of the plain wall -it was no longer plain.I could visibly see the words materialising on the wall one more time..
 
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[ From Lovette's point of View]
 
I spent most of my teenage years in Nigeria, in the city call Jos. Jos was located in the plateau state of Nigeria , in the middle belt. It was the administrative capital, of the plateau state of Nigeria with a population of about 900,000 and was often called  J-town.
 
One unique thing about Jos is its extremely low temperature, the reason been its Geographical location.  It was cited on the Jos Plateau which was about 1,238 metres above sea level. One could only wonder the pictu
resqueness of Jos.  On a higher ground , it offered the most exciting panoramic view in the air,a gift of nature which earn  Nigeria lot of foreign exchange in terms of tourism. 
 
I belonged to the Tarok ethnic group. I spent most of my childhood days attendeding basic and senior high schools in Jos. Upon com
pletion of my Secondary School, I decided to have a change of environment and went to a nursing training college in Lagos.,
 
When I graduated from Lagos State School of
Nursing, Igando, I was so excited that finally I would be on my own, have my own place, do my own work and earn my own salary. I did a one year Compulsory National Service in Lagos. After that , I was posted to Warri.
 
"My daughter, if you go to Warri, be careful. That place is full of criminals and mysteries , "my father advice me.
 
"Yes, Papa,"I heard you. 
 
I could see some worried expressions on my mother's face too so I asked her what was wrong. She couldn't say much but the few words she said sounded quite frightful. "Lovette, please be careful in Warri, that town is full of trouble , mystery and crime. I wish you stay here with us but you are a grown up girl now. God will Protect you."
 
Somehow, I kept wondering what it was about Warri that my parents seemed to be overly concern about. After much counselling from my  parents and we'll wishers, I embarked on my Journey to Warri. 
 
My first impression about Warri soon dis
sipated the initial fears I had for the town. Warri was an oil hub in Southern Nigeria in the Delta state. It housed an annex of the Delta state Government houses. It was one of the highly populated Cosmopolitan cities in South Nigerian People with natives belonging to Urhobo, itsekiri and ijaw ethnic groups. 
 
Warri is a very busy Town, lagerly due to the oil extraction. Foreign oil companies are built there and day in , day out , everyone seemed to be busy, doing something to benefit from the oil or working for the oil companies to earn money. 
 
Since most of the nurses' flat are over
crowded, I rented a flat , some few metres from the Main Nurses' Apartment. 
 
I decided to give my room a facelit. I bought some paints and painted the room.Something caught my attention. An inscription at the Far right of the seating room.
 
There was this name "ZAXKALIS ELBXON STURGIS TREDNOR." I saw this name as odd.In any case , why would a grown up , (referring to the former occupant of the flat) write on walls. Quickly , I brushed off the name with the acrylic paint,leaving no trace or clue at all that something had been written there before. 
 
The next morning, I was quite late and couldn't take time to access the painting I did the previous day. When I returned from work, I meticulously examined my work and would have been very satisfied except for one thing. 
 
When I reached the right side of the wall in the sitting room, I saw something that shocked me to the bone, causing my heart to speed faster in its efforts to escape from the mysterious sight I just beheld.
 
For a moment , I felt I was under some kind of spell or hypnoses, as chills descended on my spine.  My legs wobbled uncontrollably. There it was , at the far right side of the wall, the same inscription I brushed off yesterday " "ZAXKALIS ELBXON STURGIS TREDNOR.
I found my mouth and shouted, "How!!!" But I found no answer. 
 
Maybe I didn't paint off the name completely .
 I repainted that side of the wall again and even took a photograph of it to convince myself that indeed, I used my paint brush to wipe off the name completely.
 
The next day, I was more relax and since I was off from work. Curiosity took hold of me and I glanced at the wall again. What did I see?_ "ZAXKALIS ELBXON STURGIS TREDNOR.
 
Fear gripped me as I fell flat on my sofa. Upon regaining some balance, I began to recall the warning given to me by my parents-That place is full of criminals and mysteries. 
 
I couldn't help but wonder why the wall will rewrite the name I have cleaned .No. I have to find out who have been writing the name on the wall. That night , I turned off the light and stay awake in the sitting room , holding a baton in my hand. I was really determined to unravel the mystery. 
 
Around 12.30 a.m (midnight), I heard a strange clanging sound but saw no one. My eyes enlarged and the hair I have on the nape of my neck diminished. A gaggle of goose pimples surrounded my skin.Slow and deliberate, the door handle turned and I heard a creak.
 
My heart beat was becoming intermittent. The clanging sound diminished and as if by magic, My eyes caught glimpse of a black Suit, with a white long sleeve inside and hat with no one inside the clothes but it was moving as if an invisible man was wearing it. 
 
The black suit with the hat move towards the right spot of the wall and that portion of the room sparked with bright light, in sharp contrast to the rest of the room.Then I saw the alphabets of the words I have cleaned materialised on the wall one after the other "Z....A.....X....K....A....L....I....S E...L....B....X...O....N S....T....U....R....G....I...S T....R....E....D....N....O....R.
When the last letter of the word "R"was written, the whole place suddenly become pitch black again. 
 
I tried to shout but no words came out. It was as if I have retreated inside myself, with my brain cells totally disconnected.  I couldn't make sense of what had just happened. I was clammy and there was a glisten of Cold sweat all over me. My Heart was warring me inside, becoming more restless, in sync with my brain which had suddenly malfunctioned .
 
Trapped in my own psychosis, a living nightmare for me, been worsened by the black out in my mind. I couldn't rise to my feet as I shook like a malaria patients, with fear and trepidation. 
 
The next day I relayed my ordeal to my workmate, Orode Lily. She didn't believe a word I said .
 
Me: lily, I can't deceive you .I saw it with my own eyes.The invisible man in Black suit and hat and the lightning of the wall which leads to the inscription of the same words on the wall.
 
Lily:Are you sure you were not dreaming .How can an invisible man Come to your room in the night and your wall will shine with light and words will be written. I think you need to see a psychologist. 
 
Me :Okay. Seeing is believing , right?  Come and sleep at my place tonight. We will clean the name together on the wall and we will keep wake till 12.30 a.m.Then You can make your own conclusion. 
 
~Midnight, 12.30 a.m~
 
[From Lily's  Point of View]
 
I was quite worried about my friend , Lovette. Is she alright? She said she had been seeing Strange writings on the wall around 12.30 a.m. I decided to pass the night over here to witness it myself .We wiped the strange writing on the wall. It's 12.30 a.m on the dot but everything seemed calm.Maybe it's all in her head -figment of her own imagination.
 
 Here I was in the darkness in her sitting room waiting for things that only existed in her mind.
I called her, "Lovette, let's go and sleep.Enough of your fairy tales"
 
"Shhhhh, "she hissed, putting her finger across my lips. Less talking. 
 
Impatience was growing up in me. I  stood to go back to her bedroom when I heard a weird clanging sound. It sounded like those sounds heard in horror movies when Dracula wanted to drink blood. Suddenly the atmosphere changed into a spirit filled realm. An evil scent hang in the room.  My heart stopped beating for a few seconds and came back , beating in quick succession. 
 
I breathe in and out but my lungs had suddenly tightened , to block air from entering my lung.Starved for air, my heart raced at tremendous speeds and my shallow lungs rose and fail.it felt like eternity and an invisible force seemed to crushed me from every direction. Each second submerged in fear me marks on my heart and my medulla Oblongata seemed to shut down and I couldn't distinguish between reality and dream.
 
The clanging sound diminished and as if by magic,’ my eyes, which was now accustomed to the darkness, caught glimpse of a black Suit, with a white long sleeve inside and hat with no one inside the clothes but it was moving as if an invisible man was wearing it.
 
The black suit with the hat move towards the right side of the wall and that portion of the room sparked with bright light, in sharp contrast to the rest of the room.Then I saw the alphabets of the words I have cleaned materialised on the wall one after the other "Z....A.....X....K....A....L....I....S E...L....B....X...O....N S....T....U....R....G....I...S T....R....E....D....N....O....R.
 
When the last letter of the word "R"was written, the whole place suddenly become pitch black again.
 
I thought I was dreaming as I witnes
sed what had just transpired before my very eyes.Unable to control the fear and trepidation creeping inside me, a loud scream escaped my mouth and I knew no more.When I woke up later, Lovette was pouring water on my head. Wake up, !wake up.!!! Lilian! !! I woke up in Lovette's with water all
over my face before I knew it was real. With fear, consuming a greater portion of my voice, I muttered , this room is Evil! !! Lovette could not help but smile uneasily. 
 
[Lovette's Point of View]
 
I was so frightened by the strange happenings in my room. Words that will rewrite when you clean them.
Strange Clanging sounds at midnight , invisible man in black suit and a hat and Lily's blacking out as she witnessed the strange occurrence. I decided to change my room. I pleaded with the landlord to change my room for me.
 
He asked me why and I explained the issue to him, expecting him to doubt me but he believed me and exchanged it. Before parking into my new room,I carefully checked the walls to see if I will see any strange mark on the wall but found none. I was elated.
 
"Finally , I was free from that enigmatic experience," I thought to my self.
 
Deep in the night , I woke up to urinate.
I went to the urinal and returned when I saw a strange flash light at the extreme corner of the room. My eyes widen , as I stood there , rooted to the spot by the consternation of the myste
rious walls etched nearly in the wall- "ZAXKALIS ELBXON STURGIS TRED
NOR. I lost consciousness. When I woke up, I was on a hospital bed, shaken to the core.
 
I was therefore happy when I was
reposted back to Jos,after just three months in Owarri, the place of my birth to continue my work .
 
Tears of joy flooded my face when I stepped out of the Hospital Pick ,up that had parked my belongings, and met my lovely mother who said , You are welcome home, my daughter. 
 
With that experience,I always looked on the walls of my room everyday to see if somehow,that mysterious  writing followed SUDDENLY, I woke up late one day and glanced at the wall only to realise ................a WRITING on the wall.It belonged to my younger brother who was in Class Five. He was using the wall to practise writing.


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