It was 6p:m, the church bells rang out into the air, sending a flock of
pigeons into the disarray, cooing and flapping violently away from the
building.
We could hear a choir singing the Christmas carol from afar.
I watched Kambili's eyes sent out tears, and then suddenly turns reddish.
We rushed down to the church yard that evening, searching quietly for kelechi.
"Her phone is switch off Nne." Kambili said tearily as she kept dialing her number.
"Sent her a voice message." I said.
"Kelechi Ilor, how many times did I call you? Appear in the house now or I will disown you!" She said huskily.
"I am not one of those white mothers who spoil their kids, I won't spoil mine."
It was getting colder, I brought out my balm inhaler and inhaled it.
"How long are we going to be here kamsi?"
"Let's stroll to the cathedral, her friend sister Rosemary lives at the cathedral convent. She may be there." She said softly.
A gust of wind danced through her hair.
"Its really cold." I said.
"Let's check the cathedral, if we don't find her, we can go home."
As we walked as fast as we could towards the cathedral, the surrounding
began to get blurry and out of focus, but Kambili willed herself to
keep searching for her daughter.
Suddenly, something emerged
from the church auditorium, just as we got close. Our hearts jumped at
it sight.
It was in a reverend father's Soutane. Bloody and brownish
stains were all over him.
His skin was horribly decayed and grey. His eyes were sunken in and completely rotten away.
His teeth were reddish, as if he just finished eating a bloody animal and it stank of rotten flesh.
His rotting form shambling towards us, outstretched as if preemptively trying to grab us.
"Ruuuuunnnnnn! Yvonne ruuuuunnnnnn!" Kambili held my hands and screamed.
We began to run towards the exit of the cathedral.
Our legs were heavy, as we breath in and out frequently.
As we got to where our car was parked, Kambili fell.
"Get up!" I screamed.
"Water, water...." She whispered.
I ran to the car and got water from the warmer.
"Drink let's go." I said, breathing heavily.
"What was that? What virus is turning people into monsters nne?"
"It's terrible. This is what we have been seeing for days now." Kambili said, breathing heavily too.
"I see those things In Hollywood movies and story books. I have been in
the medical field for nine good years, I have never read of a virus
that can change people into zombies." I said, pulling my socks to my
knees.
"I think it's another zombie apocalypse, may God is angry
with the oyigbo people for voting Donald trump."
Kambili said softly,
smoky ice running out of her mouth.
I giggled.
"Nne biko, I don't have strength to laugh in the midst of all these." I said.
"I can't imagine my kelechi, turning into a zombie."
"Tufiakwa. Your daughter is fine." I said, and laced my fingers in hers.
We began to hear snarling and growling from afar.
"Let's go." I said, I gave kambili a hand, and she stood up dusting some ice from her sweater.
We drove home that evening wishing kelechi was with us.
Source...VickyBon
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