MY MORGUE EXPERIENCE.
One Thursday during my night shift while I was passing by the theater I heard some strange voices at class C common room.
It was as if a party was going on in the common room. I lended my ears in rapt attention if I can understand their language of communication but everything sounded strange as if they're speaking through their nostrils instead of mouth.
My hands began shaking and my jaws became so stiff that I could not even say a word at least to seek for help. I felt goosebumps all over my body.
For the very first time in my life my legs failed to carry my body, not even a single step further. Over 10 minutes I was static, weeping and regretting why I choose to work in a mortuary yet the noise kept increasing, it was as if the corpses were aware of my condition and are doing so to terrify me.
As God may have it Mr Yage was returning back from the staff toilet and he saw how helpless I was so he decided to come help and take me to his office.
Without asking him any question he felt pitied and started explaining some strange happenings in the morgue which are alien to me.
He said..
The corpses usually have their party on Thursdays. This is because by Fridays and Saturdays some of their body will be leaving for burial where they'll be buried in their respective homes so it's usually a thing of joy to those ones who are lucky to return back to the land of the dead.
To the dead until you're buried your spirit is not entitled to some certain rights and privileges, also there are certain places in the spiritual world you're not permitted to enter.
So at this very point it's advisable not to interfere with them because some corpse whose families had failed to come pick them up for burial are always jealous and may turn out being wicked especially if your spirit man is not strong enough.
He added, when next you're to pass by the common room at this odd hour ensure you...