One day like that, Mummy, sorry, my mother, I mean, the woman that gave birth to me said that I should quickly dress up and travel with her for one party like that. She helped me select a gown that was to-match with her own. We used to do twinnie-twinnie things that time. Daddy laughed as I carried my backpack and ran into the car.

The driver dropped me and her at the airport. And we flew from there to one hotel like that in Abuja. She told me to go and bath. When I came out from the bathroom, I saw her drinking a cold glass of something that looked like yoghurt. I quickly drank from the second glass on the table before I jumped on the bed to press my phone. My eyes became so heavy that I didn't know when I slept off.

I dreamt that somebody was tying my hands and legs. I struggled to open my eyes and saw the woman that gave birth to me smiling down at me. When I tried to smile back at her, I noticed that I couldn't move my mouth. I couldn't move my hands, my legs and my whole body. I stopped struggling to move when I saw a long sharp knife in her hand.

"Grandmaster, why?" I heard her asking.

She was looking at me but I knew that she wasn't talking to me.

"Just obey!" I heard her answering herself.

She nodded her head, closed her eyes and held the knife tighter with her two hands. Then she raised it slowly above her belly, above her chest, above her shoulders and above her head.

"Stop!" I heard her shout to herself.

The knife fell out from her hands, bounced on my belly and landed somewhere on the floor.

"Thank you Grandmaster! Thank you Grandmaster! Thank you Grandmaster!" I heard her saying as she waved her hands in the air.

I held my breath as she removed the tape she had used to cover my mouth. My whole body shook as she untied the ropes she had used to tie me.

"My baby!" she cried as she pulled me up and hugged me very tight.

She hugged me as if she wasn't the same person that almost killed me.

The next day, we flew back home. I never told Daddy what she did to me in Abuja. I couldn't tell him. He wouldn't believe me.

Even me myself still can't believe what she did... What she almost did to me that day.

She didn't kill me that day. But she killed something in me.

You know the three of us very well.

I am Isaac.

She is Abraham.

And her Grandmaster is...


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