Thread by @ikentanzi_

After sending that money back, I decided to call Mandy, a friend of mine to come for a sleepover at my place. I tell her that I’ll get us wine, she doesn’t hesitate to say yes. I’m hella relieved that I won’t be spending the night by myself.

On my way back home, i pass by Tops and grab 3 bottles of St Ann red wine. That’s her fave.
I get home and take off my mask and scrubs, and jump into the shower.

“Yah, no... this day was Kak! I can’t believe Zonke tried to drag me into the pits..” I think to myself.

There’s something so relaxing about the feeling of warm water falling on top of your head- down to your feet. The sound of water falling onto the white tiles below is also soothing the soul. I feel better already!

Just when I was about to have a shower-orgasm with my eyes closed, I started hearing last nights’s noises coming from the kitchen again. I quickly turn the water off, brush the water on by face off and listen...

SILENCE

“Ugh, I’m probably imagining these sounds”

I turn the water back on and try to slip back into that pre-orgasm state I was in before my mind played tricks on me, but I can’t. My mind refuses focus. I start scrubbing my entire body with a sack, then rinse off. I turn off the water and there’s that sound again.

It’s sounds like people murmuring in a low tone, all over the kitchen. I grab my towel and desperately call Mandy to check how far she was. She’s not picking up. Shit! I lock my bedroom door and sit on the bed, anticipating the worst.

“Kanti What’s happening to me?!”

My phone rings.
It’s Mandy.
“She better not cancel on me!” I say before answering. She’s tells me that she’s at the door.

Oh thank God!!

I tiptoe to the kitchen, then dash to the door when I realized there was no one at my kitchen. I open the door for Mandy and tried to look as normal as possible, but I could tell that she knew something was wrong with how I was acting.

We got some takeouts and started chunking down the two bottles of wine while paging through Instagram, and showing each other our crushes, natural hair products and shaming girls who thought are the IT. Kumnandi nje.

We’re both drunk now.

The time was 22:23 and our instagram conversation was starting to dry up... this is when i started to tell her about what was really wrong with me. I told her about my out of body experience, the little creatures and the weird noises from the kitchen.

I also told her about the weird presence from the back seat of my car and Zonke’s attempt at involving me in a money laundering scheme. My stupid friend howled throughout my confession. Everything is a joke to this one!

“You need to go cleanse yourself at the ocean. Angeke! Izinkinga ezingaka nontombi!” She laughed out loud.

I was lowkey pissed at her for not taking me seriously, but decided to just laugh along with her.

I don’t remember when we fell asleep. All i remember is that I was woken up by loud weird noises from my bedroom ceiling. It sounded as if there was something/someone up there.

I woke Mandy up and asked if she could also hear those sounds and she said yes. This is when i knew I hadn’t been imagining the kitchen those murmurs and footsteps outside my bedroom door. I was freaked out. Mandy wasn’t.

“What do you think it is? Rats, maybe?” Mandy asked while looking up the ceiling.

“I don’t know.” I replied. My voice was already trembling.
I then started to feel as though I had a spiderweb all over my face and head. I couldn’t breathe properly.

“What are you doing?” Mandy asked, when she saw me brushing off the imaginary web off my face. I told her how I felt but the look on her face told me she just thought it was the wine.

She then opens the door and walks to the the kitchen. I follow right behind her, drenched in premature agony.

There’s no one in the kitchen. Everything is, as how we left it.....WAIT!

There are three bottles of wine on the floor. I swear we only opened two bottles.

“Mandy, did you finish the third bottle of wine?” I whispered to her.

“Why are you whispering? No, we only drank two bottles.... or maybe we drank 3? I don’t know.” She boldly says.

The noises from the ceiling have gone quiet. It’s as if we had both imagined what we heard.

“There’s nothing here, let’s go back to bed.” Mandy says, while waking back to the bedroom. I follow behind her. We get into bed, and surprisingly I dozed off.

In the middle of the night i feel a warm hand grabbing my thigh. I then hear, “wake up..”. It’s Mandy. She’s whispering to me.
I Open eyes, and ask her whats happening.
“Look at the door..” she whispers. Her voice is almost muffled with fear.

My heart sinks straight to my gut before I can even raise my head to look at the door.I slowly raise my head until I saw what she was seeing.There was someone peeping at us through the slightly opened door.I could see their penetrating eyes,yellow teeth and short-wrinkled hands.

I get paralyzed by fear, I can barely open my mouth.
“Grab your phone. Call the police.” Mandy whispers. I can tell she’s crying.
I look for my phone under the covers and dial 10111, the door pushes wide open before I could even put the phone on my ear.

AHHHHHHHHHH!!!

Mandy screams!!

I also scream!!

The creature peeping at us through the door is a 10 year-old looking boy who also looks too mature for his age. He’s completely naked.His skin is mapped-dry and pale & filled with severe whip scars.He’s thin but his, penis thicker than his thumb.

It starts laughing as we both scream for help.
“Thulani umsindo misunu yonyoko!” It start swearing at us. Its speech is unclear because it’s tongue has been cut out.

I started screaming even louder and it continued to jump around, swearing at us.

In all that chaos, a knock at the kitchen door saves the day. The strange creature runs to the kitchen and the room is left silent again.

“Vulani!” The people at the door knocked. We both sat still for a while, then Mandy decided to run to the kitchen to open the door for them.

It’s our neighbor.He looks as spooked as we are.He asks us what’s happening & we tell him everything.Well, Mandy was the one doing the talking.
I was just sobbing.
The guy didn’t believe us, he thought we were just drunk..he must’ve seen the three bottles of wine on the floor.

“If kunesilwane here, where did it go?” He asks us.
Mandy points at the ceiling lid at the center of the kitchen ceiling.

“But that ceiling lid is closed njena.” He says.
“Well it’s inside there! I know it is.” I say to him, still crying. I even have mucus running down my nose.

He then took a broom and pushed the ceiling lid open saying; “see? There’s nothing here.” Just as he was saying this, something grabbed the broom from inside the ceiling. He panics and lets go of the broom and the creature from the inside holds the broom out from the ceiling.

All three of us scream for our lives!! Everyone from the 3rd floor woke up and came to our door. The security guards are also here, but everyone is scared of grabbing the broom that’s hanging out from the ceiling.

Mandy has to keep on retelling the story to everyone who arrives at the scene.The broom finally falls on the floor and everyone at the door heads for the hills.The time was now 4:30am, and the entire building had heard about the incident. The foyer turned into a place of worship.

When the sun had risen, the security guards accompanied me back to my room. I was a bit courageous now since I had been to a spontaneous vigil last night.

You will not believe what we found in the kitchen!

There were runny faeces allover my kitchen floor. The room was suffocated with the smell of excrement from the abysmal creature.
Yey! I puked on the spot!
All the wine from the previous night came back as it was!

The cleaners were called and they were also as repulsed as we were. They offered to clean up the place but I took all my clothes and went over to stay with Mandy.

While me and Mandy were chilling that night, I got a text from my phone.
[ ....+ 50 000 into your account...]

I immediately knew who it was from,& before I could even tell Mandy about it, a call came in. It was Zonke.
“You better keep that money in your account or I’ll send my boy to convince you to.”

The voice on the other side was not Zonke. It was a voice a man I didn’t even know.

“Who is this? ...hello? Zonke?”

Haibo! He hanged up!

Now I was confused as to what was going on here. I told Mandy about it and she suggested that we go to the police. I agreed.

Last week Wednesday we both went to report this at the Norwood Police station.

We gave our statements but the Police man said we should just send the money back to the sender and probably change my account. Which I did. On Saturday, I woke up from the same dream of Zion people teaching me how to bless ash.

I’m the morning, I told Mandy about it and she suggested that I bless my own ash. Which I did on Sunday.

while I was blessing the ash I heard voices that instructed me to go to my old place and use the ash to make crosses on all the doors and on the ceiling lid.

I think I know what’s happening. I think I have THE GIFT and it’s starting to unfold. I was a bit uncomfortable about it until I spoke to Eki, a colleague of mine, and he’s the one who’ll be helping me with banishing evil from old place.
Wish me luck.

The end.