The Muddied Well 6

As the presence hovered above her, watching her breathe, it gently reached out and touched her cheek. Its cold fingers went right through her skin. The temperature in the room had begun to drop and Amaka searched sleepily for her blanket on the bed. She found it, covered up herself and went back to sleep. …

The Muddied Well 5

Before the hair raising scream that forced everyone out of bed and to their doors out of curiosity, Amaka saw a grey mist the size of two footballs, hovering a few meters opposite her door as soon as she opened it. The sudden drop in temperature made her feel like she had opened the door …

The Muddied Well 4

Amaka's eyes scanned her room wearily, it had taken most of the day to put everything in order. Her eyes stopped on a picture she had hung up on the wall. It was of her and her father and it brought some emotion to her face. She suddenly felt home sick and couldn't wait to …

The Muddied Well 3

"Open your bags" said the stern looking soldier to all the new corps members reporting to camp. Amaka quickly opened her's. The soldiers at the gate then proceeded to search each bag for glass, metal or anything that could be used as a weapon. Amaka had come with a bottle of ground nut which was …