Hell School

Chapter Five

Chapter Five

   Strange things continues...

 I really had no idea of what happened. My mind went blank when my phone rang, it was Ronald's number. I wondered if i should pick it up or ignore it.

 What if it is really him? No. Ronald? No. Who is it then? No. It can't be.

I thought to myself. 

I picked it up. It was Ronald.

"Hey man I'm in deep s**t right now, where you at, I need you right now," he spluttered words real quick.

 "I've been trying to reach you, what do you need me for?" I said, taking a sit by my study table where my laptop is. 

 "Can you meet me at my house eight pm?" 

 "Eight! I got a date by eight," I said unknowingly again.

I tried to reason out what is happening to me, moreover, what is the cause for Ronald's urgency. He calls me often to help out but never this urgent. I forgot I was mad at him or was going to yell at him.

 "Hello," he called back my attention.

 "Yeah am with you bro."

 "Meet me by eight and come with your laptop also don't forget to..." His line got disconnected. The strange voice earlier continued.

 Lilla Lilla, zilla zilla, brilla brilla... Those were the mumbo jumbo that came out of the phone. Who the heck is this? I mused. Then I heard a pecking at my window.

I paused. I froze. It looked familiar, I could have sworn I knew that bird with eagle like beak, and razor sharp claws. Its tail feathers is white, contrasting the dominant black colour. It pecked at my window to a c***k. It wants to tell me something like it always did at class. Yes, class. That is where I knew it. It keeps me company whenever I am bored especially during Mrs Sheldon's nightmare class. 

 "What is it little fella," I whispered, as I rolled up the window. It flew into my room, then continued scratching and pecking at the concrete floor in my room, trying to tell me something, an information. "Too bad I don't speak bird language," I said sucking my teeth. 

 "Where's your mama?" I asked, hoping it would reply. Who am I kidding. I speak nine different languages and still wished I understood bird language.

 "Jimmy darling," my mother called from downstairs, with her footsteps ascending the stairs. Immediately, it fluttered out the window at the voice of my mother . I looked out the window to see if it found a place to escape, to my surprise, it was nowhere to be found and. It is gone. 

 "Over here!" I logged on my laptop.

  "I am on the night shift," she said, all dressed in her white Nurse uniform, "make sure you switch off the lights, and complete your assignment."

 "Okay mum," I said without darting an eye toward her.

She scampered to me, cuddling me, kissing me on my cheek. 

 "Ew mum, stop," I said, irritated, "I am not a baby anymore."

She released herself from me, walking back to the door, "young man, you are still my baby." 

While I logged into my laptop, I saw the same mumbo jumbo, scrolling up to down, left to right. I looked intently at it until I lost myself in it. I fell into a deep sleep where was 3D. I had always wished for a place like this where I can be free and secured, I did not want to leave, until Ronald's call woke me up. What the f**k! 8:45. How long have I been asleep? I saw 17 messages and 11 missed call from Ronald and Miranda.

 "Hey man I'm on my way," I said and got the line disconnected.

I dressed up immediately, putting on the skinny jean with godspeed. I wasn't sure who I was going meet, is it Ronald or Miranda? I wasn't so sure, but Ronald's messages persisted, I just had to forfeit my date with Miranda. I dashed out of the house, get on a bus, off to Ronald's.

I sat at the far right end of the bus, trying to reason it out if there was any sense or reality in what I saw. I fell asleep again and found myself in that same world.

 Someone tapped my leg, "young man, this is the last stop." It is the driver. 

 I squint my eyes to see I was the only one left in the bus, I am more than two kilometers away from Ronald's house. I had to trek back to his house, as it is late already and there were no buses on the road.

 Finally I got to his house and messaged him to notify him of my arrival. 

He replied, asking me to meet him in his garage.

 "What have you done this time," I frowned at him as I entered the garage.

 He hurried over to his table, clicking on his laptop, "the video." I have never seen such fear on his face, he looked worried, so whatever he saw in that video must be terrifying.

 "What about it?" I asked. I could feel the lines on my face stretching. The Ravens, the bird, the strange language, and now Ronald. How many more strangeness lies in wait for me?

 "I saw some dangerous shit." 

Dangerous? Now that is not the Ronnie I know. He lives for danger, as he usually claims. My heart lost rhythm, still trying to imagine the content of the video. 

 "Dangerous? W-what do you mean by dangerous?" 

 "Stop being a baby."

Baby? I am no baby. I hate it when I am called that. I pulled myself together, praying my heart does not fall to the ground. 

Ronald gave me one of those 'will you stop that' look, he probably could hear my heartbeat.

He plays the video for me to watch. Instead of displaying Ronald's leaked s*x tape, we saw a murder taking place. A gory sight no one would want to watch at the very spot where Ronald's leaked tape took place. My hair pores rose watching the horror movie replay itself. What puzzled us the most was how Ronald's video disappeared. I could not believe eyes and neither could Ronald.