Matured Stories

The last wedding – Season 1 – Episode 3

(SLAUGHTERS)

Episode 3

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The five girls became quiet after discovering that

Abigail’s phone number had switched off. They

turned to see the huge gateman standing with his

hands folded like a bouncer ready to murder any

person who looks for his trouble. They also

surveyed the environment once again to see

nothing but men drinking, swimming and eating

at their various departments.

“I’m becoming scared” one of them said sliding

her beautiful hair backward.

“Let me ask the gateman, maybe we are at the

wrong place” Chrisom walked down to the gate.

She stood before the man only to discover he

was far taller than her unlike she had in mind.

Her height limited on the the man’s chest.

“Hi, I guess you work here. We actually came

down here from Anambra for our friend’s

wedding.. so.. we are.. umm.. kind of thinking if

we are at the write place”

The man remained mute, he didn’t smile neither

did he look at her face. He just stood there like a

lifeless iroko tree.

“Hello” Chisom tried to call on his attention but

didn’t get a response, only then she understood

that there is fire on the mountain. The speed in

which she returned to her friends got them more

scared than initial. “I think we have to call my

Daddy” her voice began to break. Before she

dialled Mr Desmond’s number, a lady came out

from the restaurant department. She was at the

same age averaged with some of the girls added

to her complexity and locomotive posture. Her

presence got the girls relieved.

“Hello girls, I guess you’re our guests from

Anambra. My name is Cynthia, Please, follow me”

she said smiling at them and wanted to lead the

way but noticed that the girls didn’t make a move

to follow her, so she turned to them. “What’s

wrong? Are you not here for Abigail’s wedding?”

“We are” the girls replied simultaneously.

“Then follow me. Don’t be scared”

“We want to see Abigail” Chisom requested.

“Abigail will be here shortly. She instructed me to

welcome you girls because she’s presently not

around but will be with you soon” Cynthia

clarified before the girls followed her with a little

hope that things were fine. They entered into the

restaurant, it was bigger than they thought. They

saw their fellow girls dancing, serving food and

drinking with some men too. That alone

strengthened their mind because they noticed that

they weren’t the only feminines in the building

and the compound at large. Cynthia led them to

another part of the restaurant which had several

rooms like in a hotel. She opened one of them and

they all entered happily admiring the beauty of

the room; there were white energy bulbs at each

angle glowing light to the peak. A large circular

bed rested at the centre, it was covered with

white bedsheet and opposite it was a large mirror

too. A plasma television hung on the wall

broadcasting African Magic channel.

“Girls, this gonna be your resting place till

tomorrow for the wedding ceremony” Cynthia

smiled again as she said that.

“Thank you” the girls responded.

Already, Kate had laid on the bed feeling the

irresistible comfort it gives.

“So what do you girls wonna eat before Abigail

arrives?”

Hearing that, Kate jumped up. She was the

dramatic type who doesn’t hide her feelings. “I

wonna eat fried rice and chicken with small

vegetable mixed with fried egg on it. Never forget

to add champagne on the tray” she ordered

flinging her hands, rolling her eyes and shaking

her body.

“Kate!” Chisom shrieked glaring at her while

others giggled, even Cynthia herself.

“What!” Kate retaliated. “Didn’t you hear her when

she asked what we wonna eat?”

“Is that the reason why…”

“Is okay” Cynthia interrupted Chisom. “Just make

your order too” she added. The remaining girls

made their order before she left the room smiling.

Who would have thought that the smiling face

wasn’t real? Who would have thought Cynthia

was a heartless slaughter herself.

After she left, all the girls noticed something;

there was no single network or signal in the

sanctum..

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Meanwhile, Ubiji occasionally glanced at his

wristwatch and the glass of the moving bus

which he was into to know the time and weather

changes. He never bothered to call Chisom but

strongly believed in himself that she was going to

die. “If at all you will die, die in my arms and

know that I love you that much” he thought and

glanced at his wristwatch again. “Driver, move

this bus!” he shouted for the hearing of all

passengers.

“Oga, no dey rush me. You should know that this

is a bus not an airplane” the young driver

responded but topped the gear. Time was fast

moving!

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7:30pm

Back to the unknown compound, the day had

become a bit dark and the girls had finished

eating to their satisfaction and were at the

swimming pool having fun. There were restricted

to go out there with their cell phone for a flimsy

reasons given to them. Only one of the girls

wasn’t swimming, she sat beside the pool

watching the gateman critically. He neither moved

nor smiled. She averted her eyes from him to the

man who just approached.

“Hi, I’m Bernard” he said.

“Hi, I’m Loveth” she replied. “I guess you came

for the same purpose”

“Yes, I guess you’re talking about Abigail’s

wedding”

“Yes” she replied then both remained quiet for

some time.

“May I sit down?” Bernard broke the silence. She

was an agent of the slaughters but Luckily for

Loveth, he began to develop feelings for her. Even

if he does, when the time comes, he won’t be

able to save her. He was a young black guy with

afro hairstyle. He looked gentle and humble but

deadly. As he was chatting with her, all the light

in the voluminous compound went off. When such

thing happens, someone will be taken to the

slaughter room and killed.

After five minutes, the light came back.

“Why that?” Loveth asked Bernard.

“They must have been a change-over power” he

replied. “You look beautiful” he added to change

the topic instantly.

“Thanks” she said smiling, she was also falling

for his handsomeness and love as well. Suddenly,

someone called on Bernard.

“Excuse me” he left the pool walking into the

restaurant. He could be seen still walking into the

innermost part of the building opening and closing

several doors until he found himself in the

slaughter room. In the room, human body parts

such as hands, legs and heads hung at several

places. Bernard moved further to see a young boy

lying dead on a table: he had just been killed

when the light went off. Cynthia and two more

guys stood beside the table with hand gloves.

“Take over from here” Cynthia told Bernard as

she took off her hand gloves. “You guys should

slaughter this body, cook the main parts and

package the essential parts while I prepare the

girls for slaughter too” she instructed. Bernard

began to put on his gloves….

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