Reincarnation : A paranormal horror

Dr. Modupe Bankole Williams always had her life under control every moment.  She hated last minute plans,  or people who arrived late to appointments, or even sudden rainfall in summer....  Well you get the gist.  She never liked when things don't go according to her  plans which you can assume, makes her a darling to her patients but a nightmare for the nurses under her.Even her colleagues tend to walk on egg shells around her. She never minded though, She graduated Magna cum laude from Brown University Medical School  and was now an ambitious attending doctor. All twenty-eight years of her life, she had always been the minority as a colored woman but Modupe never believed in playing the victim."Never give up, never surrender" was her motto since she was a teenaged high-schooler. And even though it helped her become the Doctor she was now, it also meant she never allowed herself to be weak or overwhelmed which were useless

"Cheers." The happy group of doctors clinked their glasses of wine before downing them. The sat back in their chairs, chatting loudly above the fast Afro beat playing in the hotel bar. "Guys we have just one village to visit and then we are done with our residency. Can you guys believe it?" Louis, a very fair, almost albino skinned kid screamed to be heard above the hubbub around them. "We should let loose this night. We never know, it may be our last chance to.""You're right, Lou. Once we start getting called in, we'd be way too busy." Shirley agreed clearly already tipsy.She suddenly got to her feet and flicked her long blonde hair. "I'm going to the dance floor, maybe check out some cute guys. You  shouldn't wait up for me." She giggled as she sashayed down to the crowded floor beneath them. "I wanna dance too." Roy called out before downing the rest of his drink. "Michelle, you're coming with?" Michelle blu

"Time of death, 10:26pm" Modupe heard the words, she understood what they meant but it had not sink in. Time of d-death? Who died? Why?  Nothing could shake Modupe out of the thick haze that fogged her mind. Not the sound of things being jostled together as they packed up, not the little howl that Roy let out from nicking his finger while cleaning up the dead girl. Not the loud cries of the baby in her arms.  The little kid whose loneliness reminded her of hers when she was that age was dead. Gone just like that. Without her family any the wiser. Just like.... Modupe choked on a sob.  No, no,  she couldn't be crying. She never got attached to patients. Or anyone for that matter.  "Mo, are you okay?" Modupe adjusted the baby into one arm by crooking her elbow, then used her free hand to dash angry tears. She turned to see Will standing behind her looking solemn. She knew that look, it was the detached grim face

Modupe closed her eyes and internally willed away the tears of frustration that threatened to leak out of her eyes for the second time in this blasted country. Shirley and Roy were currently being questioned by the police about what they had discovered. She was personally confused about what to do. How had it happened? The both of them of course were not guilty of the crime and knew that if the CCTV footage of the hotel hallways would prove that but Modupe also  knew how messed up the country justice system. The arrested people first and asked questions later. So she had followed them to the station and had requested to be there when the two doctors were questioned. Which was as well with how badly shaken the both of them were, quickly wearing out the thin patience of the said officers of the law. "Oyinbo, Abeg talk fast. No dey cry, na wetin you do make you talk." A police officer snapped at Shirley who was crying and shaking while giving her stateme

The agent found them a three bedroom apartment that night, fortunately. Modupe was relieved about that at least. Now all they needed was to get a good night rest and a plan to prove Shirley and Roy's innocence. Once she was out of this country, Mo promised herself, she was never coming back. Nigeria was obviously injurious to her karma. However, to survive their stay, they had to start by surviving the night. Whilst Mo still had her reservations about the power of the said god Makunde and whether or not he was after them specifically, it was better to be safe than sorry. Will came up with a good plan, Pairing! Everyone was paired with someone else that they had to go every where they needed to with, even the bathroom. So she was paired with Michelle while they guys were paired together. Will with Bob, the most stubborn of the bunch and Jamal with Louis. They had snacks that the agent brought along for dinner that night since it w