Sex with a Ghost 1&2

"Ok, I will confess! I will confess! I don't want to die!" she growled in pain.

"Confess!" Pastor Silas fired.

"Alright, I will" she agreed and pastor Silas asked ushers to place a microphone on her mouth while she laid on the ground. "1982, I visited a friend, though she is physically dead now, I can't mention her name because she still alive in the underworld.

She prepared pap and Akara and invited me to join her. I rationed the food with her not knowing that she bewitched the food and succeeded in initiating me into witchcraft" she lingers.

"Gone on" Pastor Silas commanded.

"The Tuesday night of that very week, in my sleep at about 1:00 am, I began to hear voices calling my name. They kept screaming my name until I had a feeling of being sucked out of my body. In seconds, I was out of myself; feeling weightless like a piece of paper; floating in a horizontal position with arms outstretched in the air like a feather tossed by the wind.

In the air, far above the roof of my building, I was joined by a group of about six other women. Two held me by both arms and together in the darkness, we flew at an incredible speed through streets and buildings to the highest top of an Iroko tree.

There I met a group of about thirteen women, all dressed in black wrappers, tied from above their breast down to their feet. They were odd-looking, long and dirty fingernails, brown teeth, disgusting hair look, black coloured lips, with excessive white powders applied on their faces. In a circle, they sat on single wooden mortal each around a white burning flame. The woman that initiated me, sat in a what looked like a throne at one edge of the circle. She is the head witch of our coven".

"What did they do to you?"

"That night, after being welcomed into their fold with a dance to eerie music, I was offered wine and meat. I refused to eat, saying I wasn't hungry, but they encouraged and cheered me. Done eating and drinking, they all began laughing in a rhyme. When I asked why they were laughing. The picture of a pregnant woman was displayed to me in a mirror beside the leader. I was made aware that I just consumed the flesh and drank the blood of her unborn child. Still pregnant in the physical world, nothing was in her stomach. She would give birth to a dead baby three months after. That was my first victim.

"Hmmm, continue" Pastor Silas announced after a deep breath.

"When I wake up from sleep the next morning, I thought it was an unusual nightmare but with time, I came to realize that I had been initiated into witchcraft and that was our coven"

"Where is your meeting place?"

"Our meeting place is at the top of a giant tree in an evil forest somewhere in the Niger-delta"

"So you fly all the way from Lagos to an evil forest in the far Niger-delta every night by 1 am?"

"Yes, but the meeting wasn't every night, only on Tuesday"

"The first assignment they gave me was to kill my only brother and make my two sisters barren. I killed my senior brother in a car accident on his way to work and offer the wombs of both my sisters as sacrifices to our kingdom. Immediately, after executing those assignments, I was promoted to the second level and acquired more powers to operate. The more blood sacrifices you make, the more powers you acquire" Hearing this, the congregation was mad with fury, screaming for her head.

"Quiet!" Pastor Silas yelled over the mic. "Don't you want to hear the rest of her confession? Let's hear from her how the kingdom of darkness operates!" he reasoned, then turned to the woman, "What was your second assignment?" he inquired.

"It was to kill my proposed husband's father and mother in law, who came for a few weeks visit when I was pregnant with my first son. I killed both of them by poisoned food because they began to suspect I was a witch. The poison was spiritual, unidentifiable by physical eyes, and will take time to manifest in the physical. When my soon-to-be-husband, travelled home for the burial of his parents, they revealed to him that I was a witch and responsible for the death of his parents. He returned from the burial, packed up a few of his things and left, since then to this very moment, we haven't set our eyes on him".

"Why didn't you use your powers to locate and bring him back?"

"We tried but we couldn't get him. He must have gone to fortify himself with a higher power" she admitted.

"So, there is a power higher than yours?"

She nodded shyly, tears running down her eyes in a pitiful manner.

"Hallelujah! Is there a power greater than that of our Lord Jesus?"

"No!" the congregation responded in a thunder.

"Continue…" he directed her while beckoning on the audience to keep the noise down.