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I have been driving a Bolt car in Lagos for six years, but what I saw on Third Mainland Bridge last night has made me return my keys to the owner. I will never drive in this city again.
It was 11:45 PM. I was about to close the app and go home to Egbeda when a request came in.
Pickup: Victoria Island Drop-off: Ikorodu
The fare was ₦18,000. I was broke, and my wife needed money for antenatal, so I greedily accepted.
The passenger was a young lady, extremely beautiful, dressed in a white flowing gown. She smelled like expensive jasmine and cold dust. She didn’t say a word when she entered the back seat. She only nodded.
We started the journey. The roads were free. I was playing Burna Boy on the radio, feeling lucky.
As we climbed the Third Mainland Bridge, the atmosphere in the car changed. The air conditioner was off, but the car became freezing cold. My windows started fogging up from the inside.
I looked in the rearview mirror to ask if she was ok.
She wasn’t looking at her phone. She was staring directly at the back of my head. Her eyes were wide open, unblinking.
“Driver,” she whispered. Her voice sounded like it was coming from the car speakers, not her mouth. “Stop here. I want to buy Gala.”
I laughed nervously. “Madam, this is Third Mainland Bridge. Nobody sells Gala here by 12 midnight. It is dangerous to stop.”
“I said STOP!”
The scream didn’t sound human. It shook the steering wheel. The car engine cut off instantly on its own. We were dead in the middle of the lagoon section.
I was shaking. “Madam, please, take it easy.”
She opened the door and stepped out.
There was no wind, even though we were high above the water.
She walked to the railing of the bridge. I watched her, paralyzed with fear. I wanted to start the car and zoom off, but my hands refused to move.
Then, I saw them.
From beneath the bridge, wet, dark figures started climbing over the railing. One, two, three… seven of them. They looked like people who had drowned—swollen, dripping with black water, their skin pale and peeling.
They didn’t touch her. They bowed to her.
She turned to look at me one last time. Her face had changed. She no longer had a nose or a mouth. Just a smooth patch of skin where her features used to be.
“You are lucky you have a pregnant wife at home,” the voice echoed in my head, though she had no mouth to speak. “Her prayer is what is covering you.”
She climbed onto the railing and jumped into the lagoon.
Splash.
The seven drowned figures followed her.
Splash. Splash. Splash.
Silence.
My car engine roared back to life on its own. The doors locked automatically.
I drove like a madman.
My car engine roared back to life on its own. The doors locked automatically.
I drove like a mad man. I didn't stop until I reached a filling station in Anthony. I was sweating, shivering, crying.
I checked my phone to end the trip and report the incident.
But when I opened the app, the trip history was empty. No record of the pickup. No record of the passenger.
Except for one thing.
On the back seat where she sat, there was no money. But there was a single, wet 1000 Naira note.
It was dripping with salt water.
And written on the note in red ink was a date:
12 - 12 - 2025.
That is the exact due date the doctor gave my wife for our baby.
I am currently burning the car seat. I don't know what to do. Is she coming for my child? Or did my wife's prayer really saved me?
On Christ the solid rock I stand.
All other grounds is sinking sand.
All other ground…
is sinking sand
FREE THE CHRISTIANS IN NIGERIA!!!!!!!!!!
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STOP THIS NOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
#FreeChristians
While many nigerian entertainers, musicians, pastors and public figures have kept quiet or joined this evil govt propaganda,
Nicki Minaj speaks on violence and genocide against Christians in Nigeria at the United Nations.
The world needs to see this.
WATCH: Chilling Livestream from CAC Church in Eruku Town in Kwara State Captures Final Moments Before Gun-Wielding Terrorists Struck During a Church Service
Canada has entered the ring. My people, it's going to get more serious in the coming days.
It's not looking good for Bola and the APC, but be vigilant, help is on the way.
Olympics set to ban ALL transgender athletes from female events after 'finding scientific evidence of advantages to being born male'. Read more: https://t.co/hk1MKrxXX8
Nobody really talks enough about the person who gave us our first shot.
That first client, that first boss, that person who believed we could actually do the job.
They took a chance on us even when we had zero experience.
Twitter do yo thing!
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Kindly help locate This KING™ so He can be celebrated...
@Smallmalik01@__tasleemah
Go and ask any single man in his 30s, and comfortable, & hasn't been in any serious relationship for years.
One of his most difficult challenges in life, is finding a wife.
Even when women are many and flocking around him.
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BREAKING NEWS:
“I have no business with Lagos, I’m not competing with Lagos. My competition is with China and Dubai. By the time I’m done with Aba, Lagos will look like a village,” – Governor Alex Otti fires back at Lagos State Government over demolition of Igbo businesses.
Otti declared that while some governments are busy pulling down shops and frustrating traders, his vision is to transform Aba into Africa’s Dubai — a global hub for commerce, innovation, and manufacturing...