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Mokunfayo Badmus:

It was a wonder as to how I had been able to survive the past few hours with what was left of my sanity intact, but now, that I was settled in the comfortable couch right in the dimly lit living room of my niece and nephew's lavish, penthouse apartment on the early Christmas morning, with a big mug of coffee Trigger had handed me together with the equally big towel I had wrapped around my drenched body, I couldn't stop thinking about what I'd seen. 

I couldn't stop my mind from remaking the scene. It didn't matter that every remake was just as horrifying as the original, if not more, I just couldn't stop. 

"The Almighty has reasons for every kill he makes, he has legit—" 

"I don't want to talk about it." I told Trigger for the umpteenth time since he'd p