We are sitting with our hands being bound in front of us between our legs. And there is chain looping through to connect to metal that is wrapping around our ankles. It is being wound tight so that we are always hunching over. We are being six of us in this van and there are being collars around our necks and they are being connected by thin glowing wire and I am feeling as they are putting this thing on me that my brain is shutting down and I am not hearing noise in it anymore and light is leaking out of the world like water from a lake or blood from the hole made by bullet. It is like they are putting shadow over everything when they are putting collar around my neck. And it is being impossible to talk to Oluwale or any of the other like I am wanting to be talking to them. I am not hearing them in my braincase and I don’t think they are hearing me either. Some of them are looking like they are trying to be finding peace but they are fidgeting and itching like ant is biting them all over their skin, and it is the first time I am seeing many of them like this and it is sadding me.

I am hearing engine and moving, and I am knowing that we are rising and we are to be moving somewhere, and I am hoping that the others who are not being in this van with us are being in a van that is going to the same place because even though we are being many, like thirteen, we are all of us being close from so much time together sharing mind and sharing mystery.

With collar that is squeezing my neck and with cord that is attaching all of us, I am not able to be seeing map in my head, so I am not knowing where we are going. I am just knowing that it is being small time between when we are moving and when there is explosion that is throwing all of us all over the place like shaking pepper on jollof rice.

Instantly, I am hearing gunshot and everything is sounding like war again like in my rememberings. Part of me is wanting to move and be joining and my hand is aching for gun, but part of me is seeing cord connecting us and collar and knowing that if we are doing this thing something bad is happening to us. But then I am hearing sound like something is sticking to back door, then sparking and sizzling like something is burning, then all light inside van is shutting down with popping sound and everything is dark, and I am seeing that there is no longer cord connecting all of us. Our collar is no longer beeping.