EPISODE 1: The First Message
It started on a Wednesday night the kind of night where nothing exciting is supposed to happen.
I was lying on my bed, scrolling through TikTok, when a DM notification appeared from an account I’d never seen:
@SeenYouBefore
No profile picture.
No bio.
Zero followers.
Following just one person: me.
I opened the message.
“Don’t forget what happened on June 12.”
I sat up immediately.
June 12 is the one day I mentally erased something I swore I’d take to the grave.
Nobody else knew what happened.
I typed back:
“Who is this?”
The typing bubble appeared.
Then vanished.
Then came back.
Finally, a reply:
“Check under your bed. Now.”
My whole room suddenly felt colder.
I didn’t want to look, but my curiosity pushed me.
I bent down and reached under the bed.
My fingers touched something.
Something smooth.
Something… placed there recently.
It was a black envelope, sealed.
On the front, in messy handwriting, was my full name.
EPISODE 2: The Envelope
My hands were shaking as I opened it.
Inside was a single photograph a picture of me when I was 10 years old.
I was standing in front of an old abandoned house, somewhere I barely remembered but instantly recognized.
The back of the photo had a message written in red ink:
“You left something behind.”
I swallowed hard.
Another DM came instantly:
“You knew this day would come.”
I asked again,
“WHO ARE YOU?”
The reply hit immediately:
“The person you promised never to forget.”
My heart nearly stopped.
When I was 10… I did make a promise.
To someone who lived near that abandoned house.
Someone I never saw again after that day.
Someone I assumed was… gone.
EPISODE 3: The Return of the Past
More messages started dropping one after another.
“I kept your secret.”
“You didn’t keep mine.”
“Now you owe me.”
I felt dizzy.
Then a photo came through.
A recent one.
Taken outside my house.
The caption read:
“I’m closer than you think.”
I jumped to my window and looked outside.
Nothing.
Darkness.
Quiet.
Another message arrived:
“Don’t bother looking. Wait.”
That word wait made me feel sick.
Then at 1:42 AM… another DM.
“Open your window.”
No way.
I wasn’t doing it.
Seconds later, I heard a soft knock on the glass behind my curtain.
Tap.
Tap.
Tap.
My legs felt weak as I approached.
Slowly, I pulled the curtain aside.
Someone was standing outside.
A shadow at first… then the face came into the light.
It was them.
The same person from June 12.
The same person who disappeared when we were kids.
The same person everyone believed moved away… or worse.
They weren’t smiling playfully.
They looked serious.
Almost angry.
Their lips curled into a slow, unsettling smile.
“We need to finish what we started. Let me in.”
EPISODE 4: The Truth Behind June 12
(Extended part to make the story longer)
I froze.
June 12 wasn’t just a memory it was the day something terrible happened.
We had found something inside that abandoned house. Something we weren’t supposed to see.
Something they had sworn we’d keep secret forever.
But I left.
I ran away.
I didn’t look back.
I never told anyone.
They… stayed.
I whispered through the window:
“What do you want from me?”
Their answer was calm.
Too calm.
“To show you what you forgot.”
They held up their phone.
On the screen was a location the same abandoned house.
“Come with me. Now.”
My stomach twisted.
The messages.
The photo.
The envelope.
All of it led to one place.
EPISODE 5: Back to Where It Began
I put on a hoodie and stepped outside.
They were already walking ahead, not looking back.
Just like before.
As we got close to the old house, I felt that familiar fear crawling up my spine.
The house looked worse than I remembered broken windows, torn roof, vines wrapped around the walls like hands.
They stopped at the door.
“Ready?”
I wasn’t.
Not even close.
But I nodded anyway.
They pushed the door open.
The darkness swallowed us.
Inside, the air was heavy.
Silent.
Still.
They pointed at the floorboards.
“It’s still here. What we hid.”
My breath caught in my throat.
I remembered now.
The box.
The secret.
The thing that made us run.
They slowly lifted the floorboard.
And there it was the same wooden box we buried years ago.
They looked at me.
“You first.”
My hands trembled as I reached for the box.
I opened it…
And what I saw inside made me step back in horror.
EPISODE 6: The Box
I opened the wooden box slowly.
Inside were three things:
A rusty necklace
A torn photo of both of us as kids
And a small blood stained wrapper
My chest tightened.
I remembered everything.
Back then, we went inside this abandoned house to play “adventure.”
But we found a man lying on the floor injured, barely breathing.
We panicked.
We hid the necklace and photo because he asked us to keep them safe.
But before help came…
he died.
And the police blamed the wrong person in the community.
I ran home.
I kept quiet.
But they stayed and took the blame for lying.
EPISODE 7: Old Wounds
I stepped back, shaking.
“Why did you bring me here?”
They looked at me like someone who had carried pain for years.
“Because that man… was my uncle.”
My knees almost buckled.
They continued:
“My family never forgave me. They said I lied. They sent me away. You left me there alone.”
Their voice cracked.
“Now you’re going to help me clear my name.”
I whispered, “How?”
They handed me the blood-stained wrapper.
“There’s a truth inside this house that you never saw.”
EPISODE 8: The Footsteps
Before I could respond, we heard heavy footsteps outside.
Someone was walking around the house.
They panicked and whispered:
“Don’t talk. Don’t move.”
We hid behind the broken kitchen cabinet.
The footsteps got closer.
Slow.
Steady.
Dragging something on the floor.
Finally, a man’s voice echoed:
“I know you’re inside. Come out!”
My heart slammed against my chest.
It was the voice of Mallam Musa, the security guard who lived near the area when we were kids the same man the community accused back then.
They clenched my hand.
“He’s the one who knows what happened.”
EPISODE 9: The Chase
Mallam Musa stepped inside the house with a lantern.
“You think you can hide? I’ve waited years for this.”
He saw the floorboard lifted and the box open.
He snapped his head toward our hiding place.
We didn’t wait.
We ran.
The house echoed with our footsteps as we bolted through the corridor.
He chased us, shouting in Hausa:
“Ku tsaya! Stop there!”
The back door was blocked.
They grabbed my hand and yanked me toward the window.
We jumped out.
We landed hard, rolling on the dusty ground.
“Run!”
We sped into the bush path behind the house, thorns scratching our legs, breaths sharp and fast.
Mallam Musa followed us, swinging his lantern wildly.
EPISODE 10: The Confrontation
We reached the big iroko tree the same place we used to play as kids.
They stopped running.
I yelled, “Why are you stopping?! Let’s go!”
They shook their head.
“No more running. There’s something he needs to hear.”
Mallam Musa emerged from the dark, breathing heavily.
He raised his lantern, revealing his tired, angry face.
“You children caused my downfall. Because of you, they almost burnt my house!”
They stepped forward.
“Tell the truth! You were there that day.”
Mallam Musa’s face changed.
He knew exactly what they meant.
He finally said:
“That man your uncle owed dangerous people. They attacked him. I tried to help him, but I was too late.”
I felt cold.
“So why didn’t you say that?” I asked.
His voice broke:
“Who would believe Mallam Musa, the outsider?”
EPISODE 11: The Real Twist
They held up the blood-stained wrapper.
“This is my uncle’s handwriting. He wrote something before he died.”
Mallam Musa squinted.
He didn’t look surprised.
They unfolded the wrapper slowly.
Inside, written in fading blood, were the words:
“It wasn’t Musa. It was family.”
I gasped.
They froze.
“Family?”
Mallam Musa nodded painfully.
“Your uncle’s own brother… the one that took you away. He hired those men.”
Everything went silent.
Dead silent.
EPISODE 12: The Phone Call
They took a step back, shaking their head in disbelief.
“So… my father lied?”
Mallam Musa whispered:
“He said your uncle stole money. He wanted him gone.”
Before I could process anything, both our phones buzzed.
A new message.
From @SeenYouBefore.
But they were standing right next to me.
They weren’t holding their phone.
The message said:
“You brought the box out. Good.”
“Now run.”
We looked around quickly.
Another message came:
“They’re coming for it.”
EPISODE 13: The Black Jeep
Headlights flashed through the trees.
A black Jeep rolled toward us, slowly, silently.
They grabbed my arm.
“That’s my father’s car.”
My stomach twisted.
Mallam Musa hissed:
“He must not see that wrapper. Both of you, go!”
He pushed us behind the iroko tree.
The Jeep parked.
The door opened.
A tall man stepped out sharp suit, expensive wristwatch.
Their father.
But he wasn’t alone.
Four other men came out with him.
All carrying machetes.
My breath stopped.
EPISODE 14: The Escape Plan
Their father spoke calmly:
“Search everywhere. They found the box.”
My friend grabbed my hand tightly.
“If he finds us, we’re both dead. He thinks I know too much.”
The men started spreading out, shining torches into the bush.
Mallam Musa distracted them:
“What are you looking for?”
Their father’s eyes narrowed.
“Something that doesn’t concern you.”
He roughly pushed Musa aside.
They whispered to me:
“Follow me. I know one last hiding place.”
We crawled quietly through the bush, branches scratching our arms.
The men got closer.
We reached the small back path behind the old compound well.
Then suddenly;
A machete sliced the branch above my head.
One of the men shouted:
“They’re here!”
EPISODE 15: The Final Moment
We sprinted toward the well.
Their father yelled:
“Catch them! Don’t let them escape!”
We reached the edge of the well the same one we used to throw pebbles into as kids.
They looked down.
Then looked at me.
“If we jump… they won’t follow.”
My heart pounded.
The well was deep dark dangerous.
The men were almost on us.
Their father stretched out his hand:
“Come to me now. Both of you.”
They squeezed my hand.
“Trust me… like you didn’t trust me years ago.”
I swallowed.
Took a deep breath.
We jumped.
EPISODE 16: The Fall
We dropped into the darkness, expecting to hit water…
But instead, we landed softly like something caught us.
I opened my eyes.
We weren’t inside a well anymore.
We were standing in a large underground chamber, lit with blue flames floating in mid-air.
Symbols were carved into the walls old Yoruba markings.
I whispered, “Where are we?”
They shook their head slowly.
“This place… I think I’ve been here before.”
Before I could ask how, something moved in the shadows.
A cold wind swept through the chamber.
Whispers filled the room soft at first, then louder:
“Ẹ pada… ẹ pada wa…”
(Come back… return to us…)
I held their arm tightly.
A figure stepped forward not walking, but gliding.
It was an old woman, wrapped in white cloth, glowing faintly like smoke.
Her eyes were pure light.
She looked at us and said:
“Finally… you have returned what was lost.”
And she pointed to the blood-stained wrapper.
EPISODE 17: The Guardian of the Well
The old woman spoke again:
“This land is older than your families. That man you found… he was not ordinary.”
My friend’s voice shook.
“He was my uncle.”
The woman smiled sadly.
“He was also a guardian. One of us.”
She floated closer to them.
“And you… child… were chosen long before you were born.”
My friend stumbled back.
“Chosen for what?”
Her eyes glowed brighter.
“To replace him.”
My breath caught.
Replace…
as in become a guardian?
EPISODE 18: The Bloodline
The woman turned to me.
“You were a witness. Nothing more. The spirits did not choose you.”
She touched my friend’s forehead.
Suddenly, symbols began glowing faintly beneath their skin.
They screamed not in pain, but shock.
Images flashed around us:
The uncle…
The necklace…
The abandoned house…
The night he died…
The woman explained:
“Your father wanted the power of this land. He betrayed his own brother. He thought killing the guardian would give him inheritance.”
My friend’s eyes widened.
“My father killed him?”
The woman nodded slowly.
“But guardians do not die easily. His spirit remained here… calling you back.”
EPISODE 19: The Father Arrives
Suddenly, loud echoes shook the chamber.
Voices from above.
Torches.
Footsteps.
Their father’s angry shout:
“Find them! Break the stones if you have to!”
The old woman’s face darkened.
“He must not enter. If he steps into this place, the land will swallow him.”
My friend whispered:
“Let it.”
The old woman raised a hand.
“You must decide: protect this land… or destroy your bloodline.”
The chamber trembled.
The choice hung in the air.
EPISODE 20: The Spirits Awaken
Blue flames rose higher.
Shadows formed into tall figures men and women in ancient attire guardians of the past.
They circled us.
One whispered to my friend:
“Your blood carries the key.”
Another said:
“But your heart must choose.”
They lifted the necklace from the box it floated in the air, glowing with fire.
The old woman spoke:
“Wear it, and the spirits will obey you.”
My friend hesitated.
“If I become guardian… what happens to my normal life?”
All the spirits replied at once:
“It ends.”
Above us
CRASH!
Stone shattered.
Light burst through the ceiling of the chamber.
Their father shouted:
“I see you! Come out now!”
The spirits hissed like snakes.
The old woman grabbed my friend’s hand.
“Decide now. If he enters, chaos will follow.”
Their father jumped down into the chamber.
The ground thundered like a heartbeat.
The spirits recoiled.
The old woman whispered:
“This is the beginning of destruction.”
EPISODE 21: The Confrontation
Their father stood up, brushing dust off his clothes.
He sneered.
“So this is where the power is.”
The spirits surrounded him, but he didn’t flinch.
He pulled out a small bottle filled with dark liquid.
My friend gasped.
“That’s… ayeta. Protection charm.”
Their father smirked.
“You think I don’t know how this world works?”
He poured the dark liquid onto the floor.
The chamber screamed.
THE SPIRITS BACKED AWAY.
He walked straight to the glowing necklace and reached for it.
“This power belongs to me.”
My friend dashed forward and blocked him.
“No. It doesn’t.”
Their father’s eyes hardened.
“Move.”
My friend didn’t.
The necklace hovered between them glowing brighter and brighter.
The old woman whispered:
“If he touches it, the land will die.”
My friend whispered to me:
“I think I know what I need to do.”
I swallowed.
“Are you sure?”
Their eyes were filled with tears fear and courage.
“It’s the only way.”
They reached for the necklace.
Their father reached too.
The entire chamber shook violently.
Blue flames exploded.
The spirits screamed.
Light swallowed everything.
EPISODE 22: The New Guardian
When the light faded…
Their father was gone.
Completely gone.
The spirits stood silent.
My friend was wearing the necklace, glowing with power.
Their eyes… were no longer normal.
They glowed like the old woman’s.
The old woman bowed deeply.
“Guardian… the land accepts you.”
I stepped back in shock.
“Are you… still you?”
They smiled sadly.
“Half me… half something else.”
The old woman turned to me.
“Your path ends here. Their path begins.”
A soft wind wrapped around my friend.
The ground trembled.
And before I could say a word
They vanished.
Taken by the spirits.
Leaving me alone in the silent chamber.
Here is what happened after they vanished continuing the supernatural Nigerian-style story with deeper mystery, tension, and emotional weight.
EPISODE 23: The Silent Chamber
For a long moment, I couldn’t move.
The chamber felt colder without them.
The spirits faded into the walls one by one, leaving only the echo of their voices.
The blue flames dimmed.
The old woman looked at me.
“You must leave now. Your world is above.”
I swallowed.
“Will I ever see them again?”
She smiled sadly.
“Guardians do not disappear. They transform.”
“But whether you see them again… depends on them.”
Before I could ask more, the floor beneath me began to rise lifting me upward like a floating elevator of stone.
The chamber sank below, closing shut.
When I blinked
I was back at the edge of the well.
Alone.
The night was silent.
Too silent.
EPISODE 24: The Aftermath
By morning, the whole area was cordoned off.
Police vans.
Caution tape.
Curious neighbors murmuring.
Someone found their father’s Jeep abandoned nearby.
But he was never found.
People whispered:
“Kidnappers.”
“Ritualists.”
“He ran from debt.”
Nobody guessed the truth.
As for my friend…
their house was empty.
No sign they ever returned home.
Their phone was switched off.
Their room untouched.
It was like they vanished from the world.
EPISODE 25: The Strange Signs
Three days later, things around me changed.
At night, whispers floated around my window:
“Do not fear the night… fear the forgotten…”
Shadows lingered longer than usual.
Palm tree leaves rustled even when there was no wind.
One evening, as I walked past the abandoned house, I saw it:
A single glowing symbol on the wall the same symbol that appeared on their skin in the chamber.
Under it was a message written in ash:
“I’m watching. Stay safe.”
My heart skipped.
It was their handwriting.
EPISODE 26: The Market Woman
At Balogun market, an old woman selling herbs stared at me too long.
When I moved closer, she whispered:
“You walk with a guardian’s shadow.”
I froze.
“How do you know?”
She touched my arm gently.
“When a guardian rises, the world shifts. Doors open. Things wake.”
I swallowed hard.
“Is that good or bad?”
Her voice dropped to a whisper:
“Both.”
She handed me a small cowrie shell.
“If you ever need to speak to them… throw this into running water.”
I held it tightly.
“Will they answer?”
She smiled without answering.
That night, I couldn’t sleep.
Not after the market woman’s warning.
The cowrie shell sat on my table, almost glowing under the moonlight.
At 2:14 AM the room grew cold.
The curtains shook although the windows were closed.
A faint voice whispered:
“Come outside.”
My heart raced.
I stepped out into the quiet compound.
The moon was huge.
Too bright.
Then I saw it.
A figure standing beside the mango tree.
Tall.
Silent.
Glowing faintly blue.
My breath caught.
“Is… that you?”
They stepped forward.
Their eyes glowed, but I recognized their face.
My friend.
But different.
Stronger.
Older.
Almost… otherworldly.
EPISODE 27: The New Guardian
They stopped a few feet away.
“I didn’t have long. I needed you to know I’m still here.”
I stepped closer.
“Where did you go?”
They pointed to the sky.
“Between worlds. Where guardians watch.”
Their voice had an echo layered, like two voices speaking at once.
I whispered:
“Are you… alive?”
They smiled sadly.
“Alive enough.”
EPISODE 28: The Warning
They looked around the compound tense.
“Listen carefully. My father’s death awakened something.”
My heart tightened.
“What do you mean?”
They continued:
“The power he tried to steal… it didn’t vanish. It moved.”
I frowned.
“Moved where?”
Their eyes glowed brighter.
“Into someone else.”
My stomach dropped.
“Who?”
They stepped closer, voice almost a breath:
“Someone close.”
Before I could ask more
footsteps echoed behind us.
EPISODE 29: The Uninvited Guest
We both turned.
At the gate stood a silhouette tall, wide shoulders, holding a lantern.
As the light swung, I recognized the face.
I whispered:
“Oh my God… Mallam Musa?”
He stepped forward.
But something was wrong.
Very wrong.
His eyes glowed faintly red.
My friend stiffened.
“Get behind me.”
I obeyed instantly.
Mallam Musa spoke, but his voice was deeper distorted.
“Guardian… you took what wasn’t yours.”
My friend raised a glowing hand.
“Leave now.”
But Musa didn’t move.
Instead, he smiled.
A slow, twisted smile.
“We’re just getting started.”
EPISODE 30: The Clash
The ground shook violently.
Blue flames shot up around my friend.
Red sparks crackled around Musa.
Two forces collided spiritual energy tearing through the night.
My ears rang.
The air burned.
Lights flashed everywhere.
My friend yelled:
“Run! NOW!”
But I couldn’t move.
Something held my feet shadows crawling up my legs.
Musa raised his hand.
Red fire formed in his palm.
He pointed it at me.
“Let’s see what the guardian values.”
I screamed.
My friend moved faster than humanly possible.
They threw themselves in front of me
The fire hit them instead.
They cried out light exploding from their chest.
Musa staggered back as the red glow dimmed.
He hissed:
“This isn’t over.”
Then he vanished into thin air.
TO BE CONTINUED!!!
