Chapter 73: The Oracle's Call
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Eki likes to be alone and enjoys the peace in her quiet apartment. During these times of deep thinking, her dreams began returning to her; they came back stronger and clearer than before. The lady's picture, before unclear due to hidden facts, now looked more sharp. She changed from a mere ghost into someone real – not just anyone but a person with her unique tale.
At night when she couldn't find sleep, a lady appeared. She looked like a ghost but also seemed real. Eki's heart holds many fears and curiosities, but staying close to this magical creature gives her a strange feeling of peace.
"You call me Adetutu," the lady began, her voice gentle like a whisper. "But truly, my real name is Olorun." I am muse - a muse-maker and soul of ideas."
Eki felt surprised; she knew the name Olorun a little bit. It seemed like it was from old tales or when people talked with great respect about an important person.
"They took you," Olorun spoke with sadness in his voice. "They have my soul—my creativity—and use it for their bad intentions." This sphere is like a prison; inside, it keeps the very essence of me."
Eki felt much pity for the lady. She had a lot of pain because some people used her special talent to gain things for themselves.
"I will help," Eki confirmed with a certain tone. "I will remove this curse."
Olorun's face showed many emotions, which could be seen through his smile. He spoke and said, "You must find the core of the orb; it is where my spirit is imprisoned."
After that, there were moments of learning and preparation. Eki kept on with her studies about Yoruba mythology, seeking clues – even the smallest ones might help her grasp what the orb truly meant. When she discovered more about it, the mystery became intricate.
The secret group we made has created a web of lies that is much more complex and big than we thought. They were not just people looking for power; these members acted as protectors against an old evil force trying to destroy the whole world.
Dapo noticed Eki was getting more and more into the spiritual world, so he asked her to stop. "You are pushing too much," he said with concern. "We must stick to the real world, the plan."
Eki's head made a small nod up and down, but her mind was on something else. She knew that to defeat the secret society, they needed to recognize who these enemies were. Recognizing the enemy means comprehending what gives strength or power to this group.
As days went by, the time for the art exhibition came closer. The city became busy and lively with lots of excitement in the air. Also, Eki and Dapo were there at this moment, in the centre of everything - their dream starting to come true too.
But, inside it, there is a storm. The hidden group understands their plans and will quickly move against them. Eki and Dapo understand that this could be a trap, but they have no choice. This was their final chance.
Almost the first evening of the exhibition was near and Eki felt many emotions like excitement mixed with fear. She had been on a long journey, facing many difficult times and now her big challenge was about to begin.
City's future, freedom of many souls, big responsibilities but strong determination.
She was ready.
The guests began arriving, one after another. They seemed curious about this blend of art and faith. Eki walked among them, her eyes watching each face closely to find any clue about the secret meeting. The air was thick with anticipation – it seemed like the room itself was alive and buzzing with energy.
As the evening went on, more people came and it became busy. Eki and Dapo stood close to the entrance, watching how everyone was fascinated by the art world. It was a pleasant view that showed the strength of human fancy.
And, behind all their actions a big storm was forming. The secret group kept observing closely, ready to put their plans into action soon. Eki and Dapo could sense the real clash coming.
Eki, she saw somebody. At the back of this gallery, one man was there. His face was hidden in the shadows, making Eki unable to see it. She observed something specific about this person that made her feel very uncomfortable, causing a strong sense of fear inside her.
She gave Dapo a gentle shove, her eyes still fixed on the individual. Dapo looked where she pointed and his expression turned serious too. They didn't exchange words but communicated with an unspoken sign of caution.
It is still early in the night, and a big fight in the middle of the city has not started yet.
Eki felt more and more scared, noticing a deep fear surrounding her. She sensed something present, like negative energy that was draining strength from everything around. It looked like this hidden gang was collecting creative energy from everywhere and using it for their bad purposes.
A strong energy inside Eki made her realize the link she shared with Olorun. She knew this was the time to confront the darkness. Breathing deeply, she shifted towards the centre of the gallery. Her eyes observed everyone there.
Her gaze fell on the mysterious figure. It was time.
