NATASHA THE LIVING DEAD : Episode 8

TITTLE: Natasha The Living dead - Episode 8

"Hello dad, it's me"....Natasha said

"Anabel, how are you doing? Hope your mother is responding to treatment?"....said Igwe naira who was expecting a reply but didn't get any because it was now Natasha realised the mother was at the hospital. Tears rolled down and deep within, this was one of those things she wanted to prevent from happening to her mother. While still on phone, Natasha had to control herself and focus on leaving this place first as she continued 

"It's not Anabel,  it's me Natasha"

"Yeyyyy!!!....ghost??"....Igwe naira said within though maintained a calm reaction as this might be a prank by somebody. Though he was sweating as he could tell this is actually how Natasha sound like. This case was that of 'A GUILTY CONSCIENCE' in collaboration with  'A SINNER RUNNETH WHEN NO MAN PURSUETH'.

  He removed his cap and re-adjusted his position as he positioned in a way to enable him runaway by puting his phone at a distance like he was also trying to prevent Natasha's ghost from coming out from the phone or even slapping him through the phone. 

He then pulled his agbada he was wearing to go out right before the phone call came in. 

"How can you be Natasha? Stop this joke or don't call me again."

It was this point the phone alerted 7% to Natasha 

"Dad, you just have to listen to me, there's no time". 

"Hey my friend, don't call this number again!" ....He ended the call. 

Natasha had to call back because there's no other family member's number she could remember.

"Hello dad, don't let me die please!" Natasha cried as she continued... 

"I was buried, listen to my voice and you will know it's me Natasha. I woke after I was already buried. You are Igwe naira, who married the wife of Late koker my mother.  Please hear my cry"

"The living has nothing to do with the dead.  I have no business with you. I don't know how or who is doing this, but I don't care Or are you back to torment me?

Network ended the call, meanwhile the phone Natasha was holding now signaled 5%.

"God please, 5%."....fear gripped Natasha. 

So Natasha called his step father's number again. she was notified by the network provider that she can't call this number.

"He blocked me from calling. Oh God! what do I do?"

As Natasha became confused of what next to do, she could not think further as every way seem closed & her chances of surviving were very slim. Fear  gripped her again as she started shivering 

"Natasha calm down, calm down Natasha. Just think. You are strong. You are wise"..... a voice from within her said and immediately she decided not to  loose hope though there's no more time. 

"If I call any number on this phone, who will believe me??"

While Natasha battled for a way out in the grave, Natasha's childhood friend  by name 'Lington dip' was the next person that came to her mind because he was the type that is addicted to his phone day and night. You cant flash him, cause he is going to pick up at once.  Natasha regretted living his house like that on that day of the accident. 

Meanwhile, Lington was currently where Natasha was buried as he brought  flowers to her grave side. 

 As Lington stared at the grave with pain and tears gathering in his eyes, as he said

 "Why did you leave my house like that natty?  You never said goodbye neither did we reconcile before you departed"....Lington said speaking to Natasha's grave.

Meanwhile,  Natasha was in the grave trying to see if she can remember  Lington's phone number as she said to herself  "I would not have left Lington's house angrily the way i did  that day "

 "Oh Lington, where are you?".....Natasha called the name of her childhood friend and wished she had his new number. 

She then try to recall

  FLASH BACK

"Lington what happened to your phone?. Been trying to reach you all day". 

"Natty dear, no mind me joor.  Misplaced my phone yesterday."

"Oh sorry about that. I'm hungry what did you cook?"....Natasha asked as she went straight to Lington's kitchen"

"Wait first Natty,  save my new number first"

"I'm hearing you, just call it I will memorise it."

"What is this one forming?  Brain box or watin?"...Lington said

"Ah before Unkor? Ok try me"

"Natasha no need, I will write it on a piece of paper for you"

"No! Lington Just call it first and give me 5 seconds to call it for you"....Natasha said as she smiled trying to prove to Lington how sharp her memory can be. 

"Ok here 09067098478" 

5 seconds after, Natasha called it out to Lington correctly.  

"oya na! my besty is intelligent jarey!"....Lington said hailing Natasha giving her a high five while Natasha laughed doing a cat walk holding her food to take a seat.

"So for your mind o, run way model. Ok let me humble you now. Natasha, call the number again"....Lington said while Natasha seem to be lost as calling the number became difficult. When Natasha finally called the number, she missed the last number more than five times that got Lington making jest of her

"Is ok o, it's like that cat walk you did was done on top of your brain o, let me just write it and put it in your pocket pls"...Lington said with both laughing as he dropped the piece of paper in her pocket.  

This was before the disagreement that made Natasha angry and left Lington's room over an argument they had on what's to be done about the sexual abuse on Natasha by the step brother and step father.

BACK TO PRESENT

Natasha quickly adjusted to get the number from her pocket forgetting before the burial her clothes were removed and given a new dress. 

"Oh God"...Natasha said.

Meanwhile,  it was already getting late for Lington to go back home. Lington dropped the flower said goodbye and left where Natasha was buried. 

Natasha couldn't remember Lington's new number. Then it was here a new idea strucked her

TO BE CONTINUED.....

QUESTION

What could this IDEA be about??? 😀