©️Opeyemi Ojerinde Akintunde

I got tortured with no mercy. I refused writing the fake and implicating statement. I didn’t agree to do that because it was a lie and secondly, instinct told me that would be writing my death sentence. I was not ready to say yes to the devil.

“ Listen, you have no means of escape, it’s either you die or you die, because no one knows you are here and if you refused to do this, the DPO won’t let you go scotfree, but we are assuring you that if you agree to this, the parents of the boy will get you a good lawyer that will get you a good sentence. You will be given few years in jail and when your term is over you will walk out a very rich man, the family is ready to give you 10 million” the police officer said
I laughed in my pain

“ 10 million?” “ What was 10 million compared to what I have in my account that I had forfeited.” I thought to myself as I shook my head in pity...

I got another slap instead..

“ You think this is a joke, now hold that pen and write” with that he gave me a mighty whip on my back. By this time, my back was really sore.

I didn’t write even a dot.

The police officer got angry and stepped out obviously going for something. The Hausa Officer who had been silent through out the torture said in a very low tone...

“ My brother, write this thing and be free from this pain”

“ You want me to sacrifice a good life and great future God has for me for few minutes of relief?” I asked him to which he had no answer...

The Angry police officer walked in with a bowl of water.

“ Let’s see if this will help change your mind!”

He placed the bowl in front of me and forcefully pushed my head into a bowl of hot water. My hand had been handcuffed, so there was nothing I could do to save myself. Not only was the water burning my tender face, but I was choking. I couldn’t breathe...

A lot of things crossed my mind...

The hot water could never be compared to hell, so if this was hurting, then I didn’t know the right vocabulary that would do justice to the heat and pain that I was likely going to face in Hell if I lied.


How long could I endure this pain?

He brought out my head from the water and I quickly sucked in air for fear of death...

“ So are you ready to write the statement or not?” He asked

“ I am a Christian and I can not lie... Kill me if you want...” I said

It felt like I threw a bomb at him, because saying I was a Christian felt like I said I was the son of a revered man. The Angry man stepped backwards...

“ What did you say?” the Angry man asked

“ I said I am a Christian and For that reason, I cannot lie...”

“ Even if your life is on the line” he asked

“ Pressure can’t make me lose my eternal rest with God. If only You have seen what I have seen, you will know that there is no enjoyment, no glamour, no ecstasy even the one gotten through Sex, equals the glory, beauty and experience of the Life with God in heaven...” I said with tears flowing down my eyes

“You talk like you have been to heaven?” The Angry Police Officer said sarcastically but you could sense fear and for about 15 minutes I told them of my past escapades and how I was given a second chance...

“ Alhamdulillah!” Exclaimed the Hausa Police man, while the Angry policeman stepped back from me. Both of them left me in the torture room.

I waited for them to return but I didn’t see either of them till I dozed off...

I had a very brief dream of being held hostage in a mansion. I tried different means of escape, but all to no avail, I met someone in the house who asked me to compromise by having sexual intercourse in order to get out of the house, but I refused. I was faced with so much pressure to have sexual intercourse in other to get out of the prison, but I refused. In the long run, after so much troubles I got out...

I woke up from the dream and instantly I understood the meaning. I was going to get out of this prison but it wasn’t going to be a child’s play. How long? I didn’t know...


Premarital Sex! What a useless endeavor though appealing but it’s end is imprisonment. Now, even if a naked woman was brought before me here in prison, I know I wouldn’t have an erection.

What if I had understood things better and had this kind of determination years back when I was pressured into sin. What if I had viewed that pressure of Sex like the way I was seeing this pressure of writing a statement that would send me to my grave..

What if I had said no to Sex, I won’t have turned out this way..Maybe the Prophecy about me being a Life saver would have come to pass... My mind drifted back to when I was 12 years old when I had gone to visit my maternal grandmother in Umuahia . A prophetess had stopped by my grandmother’s shop and pointed at me out of about 5 of us playing football...

“ He will be a life saver, he will deliver a lot of lives from the mouth of the Lion, but he must be careful that he doesn’t get swallowed up by the same Lion he is trying to save people from” The prophetess had said

My Grandmother had appreciated the prophetess and out of face value interpretation, she had started calling me a doctor. She interpreted the life saver to me becoming a doctor..

Unfortunately, at that point pathetically I was not even close to becoming a cleaner not talk of becoming a Doctor...I was a prisoner, a prisoner of my sins. My Glory was all gone

“ You are awake?” I heard the voice of the Hausa Police Officer

“ Yes sir!, please how can you help me out of this place...” I asked

“I don’t know....but if Jesus can save you from this tight situation, then all my questions about Him being the son of God will he answered” the Hausa Police Officer said...

“ I know He can save me, but even if He doesn’t save me, it doesn’t change my belief about him...”

“ I have no power to help you because the DPO is involved. Do You know my partner is really heartbroken? He is a Christian like you and he has been weeping ever since he left here. He said he has disappointed God, that he has allowed his work as a police officer make him compromise his stand.. You have touched a life my brother, but we don’t know how to help you!”

“ I will help him!” I heard the Angry Police Officer say from behind

“ At the expense of your Job and Life?, You better don’t try anything you will live to regret, you know the boss doesn’t play or joke with money?, and in few hours from now, he will be back with the parents of the boy... Do you have another replacement?” The Hausa Police Officer asked in apprehension

To be continued....

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