Stranger In Lagos

It is the city of vermin and lost souls. The darkest hearts live there. The very air its citizens breathe is tainted with evil. You stay there long enough and you become part of the darkness. Even an innocent child is not immune to its perversion lack of love from birth molded her into a demoness ready to kill just to be loved Everyone in Lagos has a tale to tell. Even the roaches that live in its stinking gutters and feed on the waste of the city. For me, it would always be a place of haunting because it was there I murdered my sister when I was only eight years old.