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GHOST PART 3




The newspaper headlines read: police lieutenant found dead inside a swimming pool. He allegedly lost his sanity before drowning himself. At this point Helen knew it was a spiritual thing. She was scared to tell anyone including her parents she knew anything about the series of deaths occurring. But she knew something must be done and it has to be as fast as possible. 

When Helen’s mother was told about her predicament, she nearly broke down. She didn’t believe at first but after a while she couldn’t understand why her only daughter would be attached to insanity and death for coming close to a man. She told an elderly woman who advised her to seek the help of a psychiatrist thus came Dr Humphrey.

Part 3
Naomi’s incidence has just happened so Peter was cooling off at Dr Humphrey’s hospital. He always gets stable when he gets there. Dr Humphrey’s dad was an herbalist. His practice of psychiatry is a combination of both orthodox and herbal. He has an oracle to consult and could interact with the spirits on issues beyond the physical. His diagnosis is mostly metaphysical; therefore many cases are brought to his hospital. He has risen to become an elite based on his medical profession and wealth. Everybody in his community seems to be at his mercy. 

The peculiarity of the case of Helen and Peter gave Dr Humphrey some concern. He tried all his therapies on them to diagnose what could be wrong but none was working. One night he locked the two of them in a ward. He wanted to check the interactions between both of them. He called some elders who were stronger in spiritual matters to come help him understand the case before him. That night; all was for Peter and Helen. They conjured all the spirits they suspected but nothing happened. To their surprise the two were getting closer. By the third day they were sex mates with no incidence of madness or death coming from anyone. 

It was their eleventh day in a hospital without taking drugs. They were being monitored and sincerely no traits of what was reported showed up in the hospital arena. Dr Humphrey wrote out his bill and advised their parents. The relationship between Peter and Helen started in a hospital ward with the acceptance of both parents. Don’t try to stop them he said and let someone always be around them always. The families left and they practically became in laws. 

The relationship grew stronger and the families grew richer. It seems like the love was made in heaven as both couldn’t do without themselves for a day.
Then one morning; Helen had walked down to Peter’s house and demanded to talk to him. They sat at the back of the house under a mango tree. She had explained how she wanted to get settled and have her own children before she gets too old for the vocation before her. That morning they both agreed they were getting married. By evening he had gotten a ring and he slowly placed it on her finger. That night Peter told his parent about his intentions of getting married to Helen. Peter’s parent made a visit to Helen’s parent and the two succumbed to the opinion of both getting married. The fact remained they knew the secrets and were ready to keep it for themselves. 

Preparations were going on and the whole town was set to celebrate with them. The church arranged a personal marriage class for them and Dr Humphrey was supposed to be the sponsor. Two days to the marriage; Helen and Peter had gone to see a Justice Edong. They were served alcoholic drinks and after the short meeting, Helen had felt that intoxication she felt those times again. He was rubbing on Peter all through their drive back home. The cabman would have been surprised at what they were doing but he kept his mute. When they got to Peter’s house they rushed into his bedroom and had the best sex ever. She slept over that night and left very early the next morning. Her mum was worried until she knew it was Peter’s place she slept. 

The preparations continued till evening. Aunties and uncles have travelled from far and wide and it was at this moment Peter entered into the room before his case of insanity started .

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