CURSE OF THE OSUN SHRINE EP 8&9
Osun Grove – One Month Later
Kazzy stood still as stone beneath
the sacred idol.
Birds no longer chirped near him.
Even the wind shifted to avoid him.
He didn’t move, didn’t breathe not
in the human sense.
But his mind?
Awake. Watching. Forever.
The mask lay buried beneath the
roots.
The comb, sealed in the shrine wall.
The calabash, sunken in the deepest
part of the river.
All was silent.
Until something broke it.
Footsteps. Unfamiliar. Slow. Deliberate.
A stranger entered the grove. Wearing all white.
Face hidden beneath a broad-brimmed
hat. No camera. No map. No shoes.
And no shadow.
Downtown Osogbo – That Morning
Japhet sat in a roadside bar,
sipping palm wine he didn’t want.
He hadn’t spoken much since Milly’s
sacrifice or Kazzy’s transformation.
He kept thinking of Idowu’s final
breath.
Of Badore’s cracked body.
Of Sunkanmi’s lifeless eyes.
He told no one.
He had no answers.
Only nightmares.
Until someone sat across from him.
Not a word.
Just a presence.
Japhet looked up, annoyed.
It was the stranger in white.
No shadow beneath the table.
No scent of sweat.
Just… cold.
“Who the hell”
Before he could finish, the stranger
slid a small object across the table.
A charm. Carved wood. In the shape
of the mask.
Japhet’s stomach dropped.
“Where did you get this?”
The stranger finally spoke his voice
like sand across granite.
“The curse breathes again.”
“And this time… it’s hungry.”
That Night – Kazzy's Mind
Trapped within his vessel-form,
Kazzy felt the shift before it happened.
The relics began to hum again.
The roots pulsed like veins.
The ground shook subtly.
He saw flashes in his mind:
The Osun River bleeding instead of
flowing.
A girl with six fingers holding the
sacred comb.
A fire beneath the grove.
The stranger in white… placing
something at the base of the shrine.
And the mask grinning wider
than ever.
“Wake up,” a voice whispered to
Kazzy.
“They’re coming for you.”
Meanwhile – On the Edge of the Grove
The stranger stood alone.
Facing the shrine.
In his hand, he held a twisted blade
made of obsidian and bone.
He drove it into the earth.
And the soil cracked.
Steam hissed from beneath the roots.
A baby cried in the distance though
no child was near.
The sky dimmed.
And Kazzy’s eyes, still silver…
began to bleed black.
Final Scene – Japhet’s Apartment
He couldn’t sleep.
The charm lay on his table, pulsing
like a heartbeat.
He held it.
And for a moment, he felt Milly’s
voice in his ears.
“Japhet… it’s not over.”
“He’s not alone.”
Japhet backed away from the charm,
breathing hard.
But it was too late.
A figure stood at the door. Soaked. Barefoot.
Dripping river water.
Its eyes were gold. And its
shadow stretched the full length of the room.
Final Lines of the Episode
Curses don’t need reason.
They need witnesses.
And the next chapter is already
being written…
…by
the stranger with no shadow.
Episode 9: “Blood Beneath the River”
Osun River – Just Before Dawn
The sacred waters once whispered
peace.
Now they churned with unrest.
The surface reflected not the sky,
but memories flashes of relics stolen, bodies broken, eyes filled with
regret.
And beneath the riverbed… something
moved.
Not a fish.
Not a serpent.
But something older.
Hungry.
Japhet’s Apartment – 4:12 A.M.
The figure in the doorway dripped
water onto the floor, golden eyes fixed on Japhet.
It didn’t move. It didn’t speak.
Japhet couldn’t look away.
“Who are you?” he asked, though his
throat was dry.
The figure lifted one hand slowly and
dropped something onto the ground.
A human tooth.
Still bloody.
“Leave Osogbo,” it whispered. “Or
join the others beneath the water.”
Then it vanished.
No door creak. No step. Just gone.
Japhet ran.
Meanwhile – The Shrine Grounds
Kazzy was no longer completely
Kazzy.
He stood frozen beneath the idol,
the silver in his eyes fading to grey.
His body cracked like ancient bark.
He could hear them again the
relics murmuring in languages not spoken for centuries.
But louder than them… was a new
voice.
It came from beneath the roots.
From beneath the river.
“You opened the door... but not wide
enough.”
“Let me in.”
Kazzy screamed but no sound came
from his mouth.
Only smoke.
Downtown Osogbo – Morning
Ranti received a package.
No sender name.
Just a palm-woven basket, bound with
twine soaked in palm oil.
She didn’t open it.
She burned it in the market fire.
It screamed.
Later That Day – Oluronbi’s Hut
Japhet returned.
The wind howled through the trees.
No birds. No insects. No laughter
from the children in the nearby village.
He entered without knocking.
“Oluronbi!” he shouted. “We did what
you asked! We paid in blood! Milly took the curse! Kazzy sealed it! Why is it
still chasing us?!”
From the shadows, Oluronbi appeared.
She was older now.
Weaker.
And she looked afraid.
“You didn’t seal the curse,” she
whispered. “You fed it.”
Japhet froze. “What?”
“You woke something else. Something
deeper than the relics. You gave the Osun River… a taste of souls. Now
it wants more.”
He staggered back.
“How do we stop it?”
“You don’t.”
“But you said…”
“I lied,” she said sharply. “There
was no solution. Only delays. Kazzy isn’t a guardian. He’s a beacon.”
Then her voice softened.
“And now… it is almost here.”
Meanwhile – At the Riverbank
A child played with a coconut shell,
chasing it into the shallow water.
The air shifted.
The current stopped.
The shell bobbed once… twice…
Then the water turned red.
The boy screamed.
By the time the villagers reached
him, he had no eyes.
Final Scene – Underground
Beneath the Osun shrine, through
cracks in the rock and blood-fed roots, a shape stirred.
Tall. Twisted. Crowned in gold. Wrapped
in tattered cloth.
And wearing a mask made from bone
and teeth.
It whispered in a voice that tasted
like rust.
“I remember you, Japhet.”
“Come back.”
“Bring the others.”
Final Lines of the Episode
Curses don’t forget.
And this one just found its true
form.
The river is no longer sacred.
It is starving.
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