His eyes opened slowly as if they were shy of the harsh sun rays outside. He found himself staring into the face of the biggest eagle he had ever encountered in life. The unblinking red shot eyes of the eagle stared unblinkingly back at the man.
The eagle face seemed to weigh the man sitting carelessly at his feet. Amuhanda, the man staring at the eagle face, wore tattered clothes. His trousers barely covered his nakedness. His shoes, worn out due to long use were held together with a rusty wire. The shoes were as dusty as a desert trail.
"Gohenzaa ndi ugunyaa gusiru yigu?" The eagle man spat out as he jumped in the air with the agility of a cheetah. The statement was in a language Amuhanda could not comprehend.
In a haze, he discovered the eagle face was really a man dressed in skin clothes and wearing a mask made to look like an eagle. Soon the eagle face landed on the ground which shook with the intensity of a diesel run grind mill.
"Reta amaroro, Reta amaroro, " he went round and round as he shook his calabash. Amuhanda's distorted mind could not comprehend what was happening here.
Suddenly from nowhere jumped a beautiful lady. Her beauty was dazzling and mesmerising. She fell on Amuhanda and started kissing him deeply. Amuhanda froze from the kiss and turned his face away. The eagle face continued with his conjuring and speaking intolerable words.
"Hamba, hamba!"
The sonorous voice changed on. The words were echoed and reechoed by the valley below.
Then Amuhanda began responding to the caresses of the beautiful woman. Soon the man in him responded and the abominable happened!
As suddenly as these things had happened, the beautiful lady disappeared. Eagle face threw some dust in the fire which was dying in the fireplace nearby. The dying fire soon sprang to life and Amuhanda found his energy.
Yet when he turned, he was lying in his bed. His alarm was ringing. Involuntarily his hand shot up and put off the alarm. It was time to go to work. Yet when he tried to wake up, he couldn't. There was a sharp pain that shot up from his groin. Then the events in the forest started coming back to him.
It was when the face of the beautiful lady in the orgy came to him like a hard clap on his cheek. So the lady was Amanda, his secretary in the office. Amanda had a crush on him and always wanted him to marry her, an offer he always turned down. He did not love her. Anita was her betrothed fiancee.
Then it dawned on him! Amanda had sought the help of a spiritualist, a dibia........
(to be continued....)
