A PART OF LAGOS' SPACE

" Uuummh! " The driver was bewildered with her report. He had seen himself the worker closing the door of the truck, how can it open itself now.

Was that worker fucking with his mind? Was he taking him for a fool by pretending to close that door.

" You need to be careful and remain vigilant. I heard the villagers saying Mahesh road or green house road as it has been nicknamed, is prone to accidents due to ghosts roaming around these areas in search for their prey. Sometimes, they can shapeshift to an old woman crossing the road or a young school kid playing on the road. As a driver, you will have to stop the car or overtake so as not to cause an accident but believe me when I say this, either of the two will send you to the maker." The driver reminded her while breathing heavily.

" For you, don't falter while am on the steering for I son of Arjit don't take a damn. if I see that shit, I will not stand on ceremony. I will ram over the piece of shit to death." The driver shouted coldly to his assistant as he accelerated the truck on the tarmac leaving behind exhaust fumes.

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Only 5Km separated Ryan and Lagos city from Africa. Due to his experience with that Indian town, he dreaded the feeling of moving into another town talk less of an over populated city like Lagos.

He blinked several times to change his destination but it didn't change this time round which made him have butterflies in the stomach.

" So what if it doesn't change, I will head to the northern side now . " He said displeased as tiredness evident on his face, just thinking of another marathon made made him drop his shoulders and yawn sleepily.

He turned around and started running towards the north when he suddenly banged on another invisible barrier unknowingly just five steps away from the barrier separating Lagos and Uttar .

The force shoved him through three glass houses before he came to a halt inside one of them with several cuts allover his body dripping with blood.

" What a hell! It seems there is no going back now. " He said as he punched the glass wall angrily.

He sat inside one of chillies and pepper glass house and picked out a first aid kit from his backpack.

Removing the shards of glass logged in his skin one by one with veins popping out of his head and e d eyes popping out of their socket he can't help but scream in agony. " Aaaargh! " his body was trembling as he persevere while blood gushed out from the injuries.

---- Ten days later ----

A bandaged Ryan stood in front of the barrier separating the greenhouses and Lagos with his heart pounding.

" Fuck me! This didn't happen earlier, things are becoming harder and harder. I have to find London now. " He walked into the city affright seen on his face while walking staggeringly with his knees like rubber .

He watched fearfully the many ' white ' people moving up and down in the city with happy faces. There was only going forward in that dimension which forced him to ingo to Lagos after spending those days in the chillies greenhouse while thinking of a feasible plan.

--- 20 years later, somewhere in Switzerland ---

At the slopes of a certain mountain, smoke can be seen coming out of a chalet house's chimney. Ryan was of course cooking some herbs in his kitchen. He can not go to the nearby settlements where people are to look for food. He can only survive on herbs, fruits and simple polysaccharides from the forest. He can't also kill wild animals but escape from them to far away place instead.

His whole body had turned completely white except the chest region, neck and the head. The white region was like the medals he got showing proudly that he had killed hundreds of animals and humans included to reach where he was.

" I have only remained with less than 30 percent life before I die, when will London come back? He thought dejectedly.

Just thinking of a place called Lagos made him feel a chill and have nightmares every day. That was the place that contributed the most to his current condition.

He had gone to forests, cities, towns, mountains and other geographical areas but he never came across London.

Earlier, after 15 years of adventure, he decided to settle in the mountainous region of Switzerland in that chalet house.

After so many years passed , the dimension had changed beyond his control. His blinking didn't work anymore in changing the surrounding spaces. The spaces change themselves after every 24 hours.

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