One Sunday  night ,Mamba  the well known  traditional healer but also seen by the rest of the locals as witchdoctor was busy  sharpening his tools to initiate a new mkhovu  wich had been a   local  man who  just died  suddenly. Last Sarturday  had been his barial . Mamba  spoke in the funneral on behalf of the chief lamenting for the loss of this good public  icon who had spent the rest  of his life working for God. Familly were convinced their beloved father was  on the right side of the lord .

That was not the case. He was lying down tied and  locked in the den. It was a very fierce den as all sorts of dangerous wildcreatres mainly wild animals.    Some of them had never been seen through naked eyes before probably  not to be seen by any one else in future could be  found there hiding away from the hot sun .Some chewing the cud while others yawning and yelling.. Others knew those wild animals were just animated there were images of dead people ready to be zombis. Mamba had been been feeding him for this day. He was very worried about his poor progress as he was supossed to  have been fit as he had died two weeks before and had  axceeded  a five day zombie s trainning poeriod which was to dertemine if zombie  was getting fit to for the job ahead of killing those wo were to be eliminated from the public or serve other  evil prposes  of their master. This one was to help some chrch leaders who cold not preach well in their chrches .It was to give them  cles of what to  say dring thge servirce which woud move brederants

He untied him. He was going to nail him  on the head that time wich would shrink his body. He could not run at all as he was falling each time he orded him to run and come back.  He released him and asked him to run and come back. The man was still very weak legs were twisting  in the beginning of  the session. He seemed to have gained the momentum when he started to run faster. Mamba was happy about that because he knew his zombi was  getting stronger. It was ready to get  a nail which would give it a diminuive body structre.'' Hey Jamu come back here'' he shouted seeing him  not stopping but his command fell on deaf ears. 'Jamu' kept on running.

Firstly he did not believe his eyes but he soon forseen the danger. The man was local. If he could escape he would recognize the way  home as the den  was just a mile from his home. He decided to chase him hopping he would fall  like he did last week and maybe got tired as he was nolonger used to fresh air.The man was no where to be found . He used short cut so to catch him.

He thought  he would catch him but the man had already reached his destination when Mamba get into the the men's home gate. He  got a huge  disspointment when he saw someone coming out from the mens' room to meet him .He realized that his days were numbered . It would be a matter of  one to two hours before his house got burnt so he fled the area.

 THE SRTANGER[oh what a smell]

Today is Thursday  every cow from Nguduza ,Bhuqwini ,Fefe villages and the rest will be here in the morning for the weekly deep. It  is a dark winter night, the land is covered with frost all over. It is so quiet the small blaze of fire can be seen as far as 10 km away from the deep. Mbuyisa and Myeza are sitting besides the fire they have newly made . It is their old habit to come the day before to avoid  queuing. Their herds of cattle are just grazing nearby . Some  of them are on the ground  ruminating. 

Oh what a nice smell! Myeza is now roasting a beef steak he bought yesterday from the butchery for this lovely day he relishes very much. Mbuyisa is telling Myeza how he caught two thieves  in his ochard. Myeza seems to enjoy this story while  poking the fire with his stick. "I am fed up of these beasts that steal my harvest. I work hard planting ,irrigating and pruning these trees  when my fruits are ready to sell ,  they come and steal them. I just whipped  and whipped them  until I got exhausted. They will never bother me again.''boasting Mbyisa. 

Mean while came stranger and sits beside the fire infront of Myeza. They don't mind company so they go on chatting.'' Where were they coming from?'' Asks Myeza while turning up their meat. ''I don't know ,I really don't know and I don't care but ..'' Something unexpected happens the stranger has turned  the meat back  to the side where it was. Both are shocked by this  Mbuyisa goes on with his story while Myeza trying to retrieve the position of their meat back to where it was before it get burnt prematurely.

''I was saying I don't know them but I think they were from....'' The stranger has done it again .They both shout at him and Myeza warn him not to do it again  unless he wants something . The stranger is so silent as if he says action speaks louder than the words. ''Who are you in  the first  first   place,secondly why are you burning our food? Do you know how much it costs?'' asked Mbuyisa angrily. At this time the man is so quiet as a church mouse. Myeza repositions the meat while watching the actions of the stranger. It doesn't even take few  seconds  for the stranger to reply by putting it back back to its previous position. They both beat him as if they are beating a snake.

Suddenly the stranger burns like  fire.That shocks  them again . Myeza starts to run while the stranger is facing mbuyisa who is crying for paddon. Oh what a smell! [It is not meat this time but it is from Mbuyisa's stomach contents 'The sparks from the stranger have induced runny stomach.    

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