As the villagers gathered and pondered the strange event unfolding, with Kenyi confused, a powerful flash of light streaked across the village, accompanied by a thunderbolt striking a nearby tree. Everyone at Kenyi’s home collapsed. It was the village chief and his aide who remained standing without shaking. After nearly five minutes, those who had collapsed regained consciousness. The chief signalled for silence among the villagers and began an incantation.
He asked Kenyi what had happened, as
he had arrived late before the incident with the lightning and thunderbolt. As
Kenyi began to recount the incident, a collective voice echoed across the
village like a falling cloud. The voice spoke in a tone that commanded
attention: “To you all, sons and daughters of this great land, the land of
wonders and prosperity. Your village has been infected without you rising to
prevent the cause. Why did you compromise the lives of the innocent? Listen to
the blood that is crying beneath the temple of love and justice. Infidels have
invaded your peace, and you are destined to destruction because of your
silence.”
The chief knelt and asked the voice, “Who are you that we should honour and obey? We have never heard of any gods of this kind that is jealous because of our faults. Did we even know that we had offended you? Tell us your royalty, so that the village will know their blindness and reform according to your directives.” The voice identified itself as the creator, saying, “I am your creator. I placed you in this village to multiply, love and enjoy the fruits of your labour. I am concerned about the rot and smell my kingdom is experiencing by the riverside. I charge you now to look and bring Wani, your neighbour, alive for me, lest I withdraw my peace and rain hail on you.”
As the voices continued to demand the presence of Wani, who had disappeared. Lodu arrived with some police officers and the parents of the deceased baby, only to find the voices vanishing in a thick cloud. The villagers were astonished to see a shiny coffin box following the direction of the voice. Lodu notified the police that it was the coffin box they were looking for, and the sight of the flying coffin shocked everyone. The police officers retreated, stating that the scene required spiritual matters.
The chief immediately ordered a
search for Wani, along with the police. The women returned to their normal home
duties, while everyone else paired up and took different directions, especially
towards the forest where Wani had escaped. “If he resisted arrest, he would be
given no option but to be subdued to avoid further fatalities.” The chief
concluded
