The Spawn…

AARON ANSAH-AGYEMAN

THE SECOND SIGHT 3

THE SPAWN

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EPISODE 31

Doctor Ato Baiden stood at the foot of the bed and scratched his head with obvious agitation.

They were in a huge beautiful bedroom in a very huge and beautiful house in the city. There were seven other people in the room. Two were sisters of the patient and two were his brothers. The elderly man in the room was the patient’s father, and there was an elderly woman dressed in the uniform of a nurse who was standing beside the doctor with a clipper in her hands.

The patient was lying on the bed in his pyjamas stiffly and staring up at the ceiling from a gaunt face. His legs were straight and pressed together and his arms were also pressed tightly against his thighs. He made no sound as he lay like that and stared with horrifying intensity at the ceiling.

He never spoke a word. Luckily, he could get up and attend to his call to nature himself and also take a bath when he felt like it. Apart from that, he barely did anything else. He had refused to eat for almost a week and the doctor had been forced to feed him intravenously.

“And he doesn’t speak at all?” Doctor Baiden asked softly.

“He only screams some times in the night,” said the patient’s father. “The same nonsense about a baby with sharp teeth who flies.”

“This is serious,” Doctor Baiden said with confusion. “I can’t make head or tail of the situation. It is too bizarre to imagine that the John Ainooson I knew could be reduced to such a pathetic existence.”

“Is there any hope for him, doctor?” asked one of the sisters.

“I don’t know what to think anymore, Maa Afia,” the doctor said. “As a friend and a Christian I can only hope he comes out of it, but as a doctor I would advice that we take him for professional evaluation.”

“It is the cabin!” one of his brothers said. “He spends too much time at that godforsaken cabin, a place without neighbours for miles and miles, a place that is as scary as a cemetery at nights and filled with all sorts of bad spirits! And that is where John wanted to play with his numerous women.”

“Ebo, shut up, your little brother will do just fine,” the doctor said, and the young man shut up with a petulant expression on his face. “I think we should make arrangement to send him to the asylum.”

“Oh, but that’s not good, that’s not good at all,” said one of the sisters. “Doctor, John built his empire from scratch, and he’s now one of the wealthiest and most-respected man in the country. Sending him to the asylum with all the related stigma could destroy his reputation.”

“And what are you saying, Gloria?” asked Sintim Ainooson, their father. “Do you want us to keep your brother here like this lying stiffly and staring at the ceiling, laughing shrilly and calling a baby with sharp teeth and a crow woman to fuck?”

“Father, really!” said one of the sons. “Mind your language!”

“I’m suggesting we bring the doctors here to attend to him instead!” Gloria said patiently as if explaining something to a child. “He will receive private care here. We can put it out that he left the country to try some investments abroad.”

“That will involve a lot more money, Gloria,” said Doctor Ato Baiden. “A lot more!”

“John has money, Doctor,” Gloria persisted. “What would be the use of all that money, the use of us if we can’t use some of that money to heal him?”

And just then there was a knock on the door and the nurse crossed quickly to the door and opened it. A smartly-dressed housemaid entered the room.

“There’s a stranger who wants to see Mr. John,” the maid said softly, and it was evident that she was a little bit agitated.

“What’s the matter with you dumb people?” Sintim roared furiously as he scowled darkly. “Haven’t we told you to turn visitors away and tell them my son has travelled?”

“I-I to-told hi-him, s-sir!” the girl stammered. “B-but he sa-said I should go home because my mo-mother is we-well again!”

“Mensiwaa, are you mad?” Gloria shouted now. “You’re not making any sense! You told this stranger my brother has travelled and he told you your mother is well again?”

The housemaid nodded several times with tears in her eyes.

“My mother has been completely paralyzed for almost two years now, but when the stranger said she was alright I called home…and she was out of the bed and shouting and…and…and well again!”

The people looked at each other.

“You must be on drugs, young woman,” Doctor Baiden said but just then the door opened again and a young stranger came in. Dressed in black jeans, black polo T-shirt, a baseball cap and black combat boots, he cut a most impressive figure indeed as he moved purposefully into the room.

Doctor Sintim approached him with an outstretched hand.

“Hey, hey, hey, stop right there!” he said with disgust. “What the hell are you, young man? Do you think you can just barge into a private residence without prerequisite approval? Show some respect, for God’s sake!”

“Believe me, you don’t wanna touch me,” the young man said without taking his cold eyes off the stiff body of John Ainooson.

Doctor Baiden touched the man’s arm and he instantly flew vertically upwards with blinding speed to smash with sickening force into the ceiling. Luckily, he fell down again at a slanted angle so that he landed on the bed on John’s legs. He grabbed his back as a trace of blood trickled from his left nostril.

“You are a su-su-su-swine!” he muttered at the young stranger with fear on his face. He scrambled off the bed and limped to the head of the bed away from the stranger. All the people in the room unconsciously moved back and grouped together.

The young man stopped at the foot of the bed and when he looked at John there was a cold glint in his eyes almost approaching hatred.

“In the name of Jesus, get out of him, you vile things!” the young man whispered fiercely and threw his hand to the side, and his eyes seemed to follow something in that direction that no one in the room saw. “Burn, just burn, you pieces of shit!”

And when he turned his eyes on John Ainooson, the people in the room made low noises of shock when John inhaled sharply and then sat up on the bed with sudden gratitude on his face, his eyes staring at the stranger with stunned reverence.

“You!” he whispered as tears came to his eyes. “I saw you…in my head…coming to set me free!”

“The Lord saw it fit to set you free,” the stranger said calmly. “I did nothing. But, I say to you with certainty, your life from here, from now, is limited to two options. You continue in your sinful ways and you will die within the year. You repent and serve the Lord and you will live to be of ripe age. Your choice, buddy!”

John Ainooson got off the bed and approached the stranger with tears in his eyes.

“But…I don’t know anything about the Lord you speak of!” he whispered. “I’m ready to know! Please, yes, I don’t want to sin anymore! I don’t want to see any woman again…no, no, no, no! In the cabin she made me sleep with a kaakaamotobi! Elaine, curse her, she was making me sleep with a cadaver, with a boboloshie toto! Oh, God! It was a bird! An old woman and stinking bird combined! Oh, ataa yaa nyumor eiii, etwe kakra nti I slept with a boboloshie kaakaamotobi!”

He dropped to his knees in front of the stranger and began to weep pathetically with his hands across his face. The stranger raised his right hand and put it on John Ainooson’s head.

“May the peace of the Lord which transcends all understanding fill you this moment, and take away your fears.’

And John Ainooson stopped weeping immediately and raised his tear-streaked face to look at the young man in front of him.

“Who are you?” he whispered with great wonder. “Who are you who is able to do these things?”

“My name is of no import,” the stranger said. “Get up and sit down.”

John Ainooson obediently got to his feet and walked to the edge of the bed and sat down. The stranger then fixed his eyes on the others.

“Leave us,” he said coldly. “Now.”

And with a scramble they filed past him toward the door, and the doctor was first to leave the room. Left alone with John Ainooson, the stranger stood in front of him and spoke gently.

“Tell me everything about what happened at the cabin,” he said.

Haltingly at first, John Ainooson began to speak, but soon he became animated and rushed into his narrative until he was done and spent.

“I fled from that cabin,” he whispered with horror. “I ran until I passed out. And I just woke up…but I had horrible nightmares, and I saw you coming toward me and knew you would help me!”

“The Lord made some good Christians find you, and brought you home,” the stranger said. “You will not go back to that cabin again, ever!”

“Heeyyyyy!” John Ainooson said and shook his head so fast that his face was almost a blur. “Tofiakwa! Chaaaaiiii! I craze? God forbid! Boboloshie toto! Apuuuutweeeaaaa! Never, never, never!”

“Get up and dress up,” the stranger said softly. “Go to a town called Apaso and find the Eden Supermarket. There is a girl there called Esi Eduafo. Show her this.”

The stranger removed his expensive wristwatch and gave it to John Ainooson.

“Tell her the owner sent you to her,” the stranger said and turned away from him.

“Oh, please, wait, wait!” John Ainooson cried with confusion. “Why should I find her? What’s the meaning?”

The stranger spoke without stopping or turning.

“God has put the two of you together,” he said. “The moment you see her, love will fill your hearts. Marry her, live happy, and worship the Lord.”

He went out of the bedroom and John Ainooson sat watching the wristwatch carefully, and then suddenly he had a flash of the face of a beautiful woman in his mind’s eye, and then he suddenly got up and began removing his clothes.

The nurse entered, looking absolutely freaked out.

“Sir!” she screamed when she saw John Ainooson naked.

“Get out!” John screamed. “I’m going to Apaso, I need to get dressed!”

***

The stranger crossed the street to a waiting black four-runner, opened the passenger door and got in.

The driver turned and looked at the handsome young man.

“To the cabin?” Ledi Pedi asked softly.

“To the cabin,” Yaw Boat whispered and leaned his head back. He closed his eyes and grimaced with pain when he remembered Nicole’s emaciated body and the sheer pain on her face.

“I still can’t dissuade you?” Ledi asked softly but his voice was filled with great worry.

“I’m not losing Nicole, LedPed,” Boat said softly.

“You can die, buddy,” Ledi whispered with horror. “You will die!”

“It is appointed unto man once to die,” Boat said softly.

Ledi said nothing more after that.

They began the three-hour journey then, stopping briefly on three occasions to buy fuel, for Ledi to eat, and for Boat to urinate. They eventually entered the town that led to the private forest of John Ainooson. There was a wooden bridge that spanned a small brook, and across it was a huge signboard.

PROPERTY OF JOHN AINOOSON

Trespassers Would Be Severely Prosecuted

Keep Off

And as they watched, a dark steam began to swirl and rise from the brook, and soon the whole bridge was almost lost in the black clouds.

A little girl of about ten slowly emerged from the swirling steam and stopped on the edge of the bridge. Half of her face was rotten. She had no hair and great worms crowded on top of her head. Her torso was rotten too, and she did not have legs only a black undulating hissing mass that Ledi looked at intently before noticing they were made up of furious snakes!

She pointed a slimy finger at Yaw Boat and her mouth opened wide in a horrible wail that shook the ground like an earthquake.

Yaw Boat opened his door.

“Yaw!” Ledi whispered and put a hand on his friend’s arm. “I’m coming with you.”

“No!” Yaw Boat said fiercely. “Go back. I want you to stay with Nicole until I come back!”

“Yaw!”

“It’s final, LedPed,” Boat said. “It is final.”

He got out of the car and walked toward the wooden bridge.

The evil girl wailed again as Yaw Boat approached and then she turned and glided slowly into the swirling mists. Ledi watched his friend crossing the bridge and slowly vanishing into the mists.

And Yaw Boat was not glowing…

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