3 months in the hospital passed in quick succession, Tunde had receded into himself barely talking to anyone. His sister had come to tolerate his presence even in her madness. Life, as they say, moved on around him. His grandfather and uncle came from the village to pick both of them up from the hospital as the news of his family's murder eventually got to them. His grandfather, Adigun was a heavyset man of indiscernible mien like his murdered first son. His eye spoke of many secrets that his mouth would never utter. Immediately Tunde met him, something inside him was unlocked, he didn't know what it was but it unlocked nonetheless. Tunde noticed a humanoid leopard with red blood skin instead of yellow with dark eyes following his grandfather around. If it noticed him starring, it ignored his scrutiny. His grandfather scowled and growled at him "don't stare at Ekun-Okun". Nobody else seemed to notice the leopard so Tunde said nothing about it.
Their journey to his family's village was uneventful. The day was painted in grey like all days in recent memory and Tunde was not ready to argue with his uncle about anything. If anything he was grateful that the visions of his dead family had stopped since that morning his grandfather showed up. He, at this stage, chose to call them visions. He packed his clothes unceremoniously and went to get his sister. She seemed calm for the moment as he sat near her and packed all her prescripted drugs into a plastic bag. They came to the hospital with nothing and it seemed they would be leaving with even less. He held her hand and she followed him sheepishly making indiscernible motions with her mouth. He led her into the waiting car driven by his uncle and sat down. Tunde realized without panic that this was the end of the carefreeness that he had once called living. He was on his own now, and he had a mentally incapable sister to take care of as well. While thinking this, the breeze from the open window lulled him to sleep.
A voice kept calling him, a familiar voice that Tunde knew he wasn't meant to hear. He opened his eyes and saw his body asleep on the car seat. His grandfather was in the front passenger seat muttering to himself, while his uncle kept driving. As he wondered what was going on, he noticed the man with the purple skin in the back seat. His eyes were bleeding green and he spoke audibly for the first time. "So, you can hear me now, Adigun's coming was double-edged but that is good. They know where you are now and they won't stop till your essence is gone from circle of Aye and Axexe. The place you are going to is good place for you but you must beware of the roads and the forest. The roads eat people and forest is alive. You are the vengeance of Olodumare, Oxossi, who challenged the gods and won while losing everything, open your eyes my master, my power cannot protect you anymore from those who desire your death"
Tunde opened his eyes, startled to realize he had been dreaming. He looked around and he noticed they were at a gigantic gate/entrance of sorts. The gate had a tattered look but inspired an air of dignity and long suffering. There was a sole man at the gate, he was dress in a tattered garb while holding a cane and rusted Dane gun slung on his back. Tunde could not see his face and he, for some reason wasn't curious. The man signalled the car to a stop and Adigun got down. He spoke to the gateman in hushed tone and the gateman turned to face the gate. While Adigun walked back to the car, the gateman seemed to be speaking to something as the gate changed from the tattered gate into a metal gate of indescribable strength. The gate swung open and the car moved past it. If Adigun and Tunde's uncle noticed the change, they said nothing.