You Wanna Stay Home?

 I am at the turn off on 3rd mainland... where u turn off the bridge to adekunle...my car stops...issues. My car is tinted btw...the 'cops' on the bridge take my pal on to the mainland to get a towing van...i remain wiv the car. 5 cars pull up noisily...1st car has its siren on but no 'popo' sound...2nd car is a saloon car ...3rd car is an SUV...pajero or sumfin. 4th car is a 'jeep' and last car is another saloon car...all cars have their hazard lights on and are heavily tinted... they come to a halt a couple of feet ahead of me ...just where the linking roads merge...
   In lagos, where some roads merge...thats where the sacrifices are kept...*scary looking stuff*.they vary from boiled white yam to white eggs ...dead birds to roasted yam with palm oil splashed on them...anyways, they pull over all in a straight line...this is 12 sumfin AM. 2 boucer-looking dudes come out from the first car and walk towards me...i central-lock the car and put the seat as far back as it can go...
  I swear, i was petrified...they came right up to the car and started looking in from the driver's side and trying to open the doors... no luck so they figure the owner has gone to look for help...they walk back to the car and one gets a white cloth from the boot... he spreads it on the floor in the middle of the road..walks 2 the SUV and opens the door..my heart is beating so fast i feel it in my mouth.
  A handsomely dressed man steps out...he looks nice...cant really see his face tho, steps out and walks towards the cloth on d floor... he lays down on the cloth and another white cloth is spread over him...he lies still. i try to text my pal but MTN fucks me up *rme*. Shit! shit! shit! 'pls dont come...pls' i beg my friend in my head hoping God ministers to him...i dont know what would happen if he shows up and crashes whatever this is...makes them find me hiding here...why dint i stay jejely in my room? i will never club again...
  I dint even enjoy the outing plus i needed to pee so bad!!! choi! one of the guys walk to the 'jeep' and pulls out 2 ladies... i can tell they r ladies cos i hear the clicking of their heels as they are half escorted and half dragged to the white cloth area... i can see their brazillian... abi indian hair blowing in the breeze and they can hardly walk straight...could they be drugged? OMG!!! I can see their firmly supported, staggering silhouettes. They are dragged to the white cloth and forced to kneel beside it...the guys stand over them and cuts their throats open over the cloth... as in...slits their freaking throats wide open ....i can feel a curling scream rising from my chest...Jesus!!! i feel so cold as i watch. 
  Their blood is sprayed all over d cloth and still therez no motion from the white cloth...not sure if i pee-ed...i had no feeling in my body. Their lifeless bodies were tossed over the railings into the water below, the white cloth removed and the gentleman escorted to his ride... the stained cloths are tossed in the boot...the convoy zooms off at top speed and this time the sirens come on..i cant move but i can feel the tears, hot tears pour down my face...dint realise i sat there 4 anoda hour until i saw a towing van in front of me and my pal banging on the window, all the muscles in my body refused to respond...i could only cry...i leaked thru my eyes, mouth, nostrils...those girls dat died were chicks, hawt chicks, probably rich chicks...students too perhaps...their parents woulda thot they were sleeping or doing overnight in skool...
  They probably thought they had caught a 'big fish' in the club that night and were going for round 2 at his 'mansion'...no body will be found, no goodbyes said...just missing 'good' girls...not a single trace. their friends will only have this to say-'we dunno o!'. 'They left with one man who brought police escort to the club...one big boi!'