The Fourth Vision:
A road of red brick with no sides and a multitude of black figures all wailing crying for the several desires, wants and pain. At the end of this road was mouth filled with pustules and sore devouring the figures at a dozen and licking its lips with relish. Tunde found himself powerlessly carried along with this multitude of darkness towards the disembodied mouth. Tunde fought and screamed to turn back and walk against the figures but it was futile as he inevitable neared being devoured by the mouth. Each time the mouth devoured the dark figures, one of its endless pustules burst in the fetid, foul-smelling puss of orange and black ooze. Suddenly, a rope of lightning grasped Tunde at his waist and lifted him over the head of the multitude into an unnoticeable hole in the borderless side of the red road that closed up immediately. Before him without warning was the man with purple skin and no eyes telling him "I tried warning you, you should not be here"…suddenly he heard his mother's voice from afar "wake up Tunde, it is time for food".
Tunde sprang up in a bed with white sheets and faces all around. He wiped his eyes as someone yelled "he is awake". There was a flurry of white robes all around as a kind face of a man in white wearing horn-rimmed glasses asked him if he was okay. Tunde mumbled out a reply, asking the man for his family. The man answered "it will all be fine" and pressed a syringe into Tunde's arm. He felt a sharp pain and the world faded to black again.
The man with the purple skin was at his bedside with his parents, his eldest sister and his last brother. His family members were all riddled with wounds of different types but seemed not to be in pain as they smiled at him with sorrow riddled eyes. The man with the purple skin and no eyes stared in his direction without uttering a word and Tunde slowly opened his eyes to the hospital ward. This time, the first brother was there at his side sitting on a chair with bandages on his head. Tears kept streaming down his face as he looked at Tunde and held his hands. Tunde asked him "brother why are you crying" and the first brother answered "it isn't I who should be alive", "I slept through it all, and didn't defend my mother and sisters".
Tunde didn't understand why his brother was talking this way but kept quiet. He asked his brother for his parents and siblings and the brother replied that they were gone, that the assailants had killed all their family except the eldest brother, the second sister and Tunde. He went on to explain that even the last sister had become incommunicado, muttering only to herself and refusing to look at anyone's face. She would become violent if anyone but the first brother approached her bed. The first brother's tears continued streaming as he suddenly stopped his narrative in the middle and started muttering "I am not strong enough, I can't do this". He smiled at Tunde and stood, he then said "I am sorry". Tunde asked him "what are you sorry about? "And he replied with a pained smile and told Tunde to eat the meal the nurses just dumped on his bedside. Tunde picked up the tray and hungrily devoured its contents. When he looked up, the first brother had walked away.
Tunde was silent for a long time and he eventually drifted into sleep. A few days passed without the first brother coming to see him. All the hospital staff continued to talk in more frenzied hushed tones around him. The first brother showed up after four days but his hospital robe was dirty and the right side of his face seemed unnaturally raw but Tunde was glad for the company. The first brother sat for five minutes without uttering a word and stood up to walk away.
The elderly bespectacled doctor would show up later that evening to talk to Tunde. He broke the news suddenly and without ceremony "your elder brother committed suicide, I am sorry to tell you this but, you are responsible for your sister now and you have to take responsibility". The man paused as if to gauge Tunde's response and continued "he jumped off the roof of the hospital two days ago and he died immediately on impact with the concrete ground, I am sorry to have to tell you this tragic happening after the last, I am genuinely sorry". Tunde kept mute, a numbness descending upon his very being.
But he was strangely not surprised by the notification of his eldest brother's death. The doctor continued "your sister is ward 7b, it has become necessary that you see her since she has not eaten or bathed for three days…No one can go near her since she becomes very violent". "do you understand?" Tunde nodded and attempted to get out of bed, immediately he stood on his two feet, his legs failed him and his eyes rolled to the back of his head as his vision became blurry darkening to black. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw his dead brothers and the purple man watching him.