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CITY RAGE: THE LAGOS FILES

 

Happy New Year folks … I know I am a bit late with my message and I have not been faithful to my blog, but kindly forgive. I have just had some major changes going on. Today’s post is the start of a series written by a good friend of mine. His name is Ibukunoluwa Taiwo (yeah, Taiwo is his surname). He blogs at http://www.ibukuntaiwo.com and you can follow him on Twitter @DarrenIvanov

Enjoy the post.

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August 16, 2026

This is Dr Stephen Akhide.

I have been in the west region of Africa for the past 3 months trying to decipher the nature of the OUTBREAK and locating GROUND ZERO. The intensity of the carnage and death in the region makes it almost impossible for proper and thorough investigation techniques. From what I hear about my other colleagues, they are having similar fortune in the other continents.

Recently I came across several survivors who seem not to have been infected. Preliminary interviews have indicated that they could either be immune to the infections or they know how to avoid being turned.

Today I will carry out a proper interview of the four subjects.

This is recording one.

[Begin Recording]

Please state your name for the record:

Michael. Michael Kuku.

Okay, Mr Kuku. What can you tell me about where you have been?

We just moved to our new house in Ikorodu. The place wasn’t what I was expecting. I know it couldn’t match up with paradise but I also didn’t expect the hellhole we found ourselves. For one, the place was too quiet. There was barely anyone on the streets and the few who we passed in the car didn’t even say hi or give us that look that country people give new comers into their town. They didn’t smile or even look up when we tried to stop and ask for directions. Mom had to call the caretaker, Baba Engineer as she always referred to him, to get road by road directions.

I was already feeling irritated from the long drive and the horrible road we took before getting here. My bones ached and my shirt was beginning to smell from all the dried up sweat. So was everybody else in the ride.

We were all really glad to arrive at the new house in Ikorodu – Agba Villa. Dad named it that. He always had the knack to indulge his dorky tendencies.

I wasn’t even in the mood to unpack anything that evening, I slept all through the little unpacking my mom did to get out some kitchen utensils to prepare the night meal. She had my little sister helping her. I wasn’t there to help my dad with the locks and setting up the security system that night. I slept on a Vitafoam mattress, in a room I had all to myself, and dreamt of falling into a hole that had no walls. Just a blue light at the bottom that seemed to call my name just before it swallowed me up.

If you would be kind sir, to keep on track. I would like to know what happened on the day of the outbreak.

Oh, I’m coming to that. It was 3 days after we moved to Ikorodu. Everybody was still adjusting and settling into the new place. I had a party I had been planning to attend for almost 2 months. My best friend’s birthday party. I had bought new clothes and everything. I guess we had a blast at the party. Thought it was the best party we’d ever had. That was really important to my friend because he really wanted to impress a girl.

It’s funny how silly all that seems now.

Anyways. I was heading back home in the family car when I remembered hearing over the radio that there was serious traffic on Ikorodu road, between Onipanu and Maryland. I thought if it’s that bad then I’d better take the alternate route through third mainland bridge. Apparently, so did every other driver on the Island. I must have been on that bridge for over 4 hours.

So I got home really late, like around 9pm. And I was tired. But as I pulled up into our street, I noticed the fires. Buildings were burning. There were dead people on the streets. The air… the air reeked of burning rubber. And blood. And smoke.

Immediately, I thought of my family. I got out of the car and ran to our gate. Tried to pull it open but it didn’t budge. There were people on the top, with spikes running through them. I had to jump the fence. Probably not a very good idea but I was scared. I really needed to see my family.

I got into the house and…

And what? What did you see?

I saw my mum. On the floor. Her hand was lying across the floor in a bad angle. And she was bleeding. She was bleeding really bad. I tried to stop it but it just kept coming out. Tried looking for my dad and sister but I couldn’t find them anywhere. I was in my room when I heard a small thump. It was coming from my box. I opened it and my sister was inside. She had blood on her but it wasn’t hers. Tried to ask her where dad was but she didn’t talk. She just closed her eyes and cried all through.

I knew I had to get us out of there. And that’s what I did.

Did you hear about the meteor?

Yeah. Much later.

Some reports claim that the asteroid was the cause of the outbreak. What do you have to say about that?

Huh, makes sense.

 

How so?

I remember hearing over the radio that the meteor landed right on Ikorodu road, crushing both lanes. And it was rush hour. The traffic was in bumper to fender mode. I think they said the impact killed about 700 people and wounded others. I hear everyone who came in contact with the site got infected.

So you didn’t?

Didn’t what?

Come in contact with the rock?

No I didn’t. If I did, we wouldn’t be having this conversation. I’d probably be trying to run you through with a weapon. You’ve seen what those things try to do when they see people.

Okay, what about your friends?

What about them?

The four of you arrived here last night in a space bus, bleeding and broken. But you all still seem sane. Do you know if any of the others are infected?

You mean five.

No, four. One of the old guys died. I believe his name was Celestine.

Oh.

So, do you think any of the others are infected?

Honestly, I don’t know. I met them on the way here. The two old guys were in a jalopy and had gotten into an accident. Their ride was stuck. And we were running out of fuel. I had my sister in the ride and Mary. Mary is the one who we found near the stadium. I didn’t even want to stop but the fuel was going to run out any minute. So the old guys traded us for a ride. And here we are.

Okay. One last question. What can you tell us about the outbreak? Especially the people. Could you describe the nature of the infection?

All I can tell you is that they aren’t people anymore. Not when you look into their eyes. They don’t seem to have souls. All I could see was hate. Like sitting across the devil and looking at his eyes while beating him at a game of chess.

Could you be more specific with your description?

Their eyes are all black. No whites. They don’t seem to feel pain. They don’t get tired. They can run, jump and swim for hours without slowing down. And the hate. They just kill everybody in sight.

I’m sorry but I don’t think I can continue. Could I get a break?

Of course Mr Kuku.

[End of Recording.]

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To be continued

 
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