MONEY RITUALISTS ON RAMPAGE IN IBADAN!!!..

MONEY RITUALISTS ON RAMPAGE IN IBADAN!!!..

 woman, 42,narrates her divine escape from ritual killers….

By Ayo Ademokoya

A 42 year old mother of  four,Mrs T. Olorunyomi (not real real name) set the whole of Academy area of  Odo Ona Elewe/Orita Challenge, Ibadan, Oyo state into wild jubilation when she arrived her home at around 11:00pm on Friday night from a near death experience she had with money ritual killers who kidnapped her on Tuesday, the 16^th of August, 2016 after  transacting  business in one of the banks located at the Challenge area of Ibadan that fateful afternoon.

Narrating her ordeal in the hands of her captors to Daily Sun at the weekend, Mrs Olorunyomi,(not real name) an event planner by profession was still in shock from the harrowing experience she went through as she found it difficult to comprehend why fellow human being could be so wicked as to kill a fellow human being for whatever purpose . She said she met a middle aged woman at the banking hall who became very jovial with her as she asked about the welfare of her children .

“I felt a lot comfortable with her the way she was relating with me and we became friends. Afterwards, I got out of the bank and was heading for another bank at Orita Challenge since the the woman beckoned on to me from a beautiful Honda Element car, introduced a girls of about 13 years old who wore a school uniform of a popular girls school at Molete Ibadan, as her daughter and the man behind the wheels as her husband . she then ask me to join them since they are going towards the bank im heading to at Orita Challenge.

As we approached First Bank Orita, I asked the driver to stop so that I can alight but he did not. The woman looked back at me with disdain and said ‘ You don’t know what has happened to you’. I struggled to open the door unwind the windscreen but it was locked and I thought by the time we get to the police check point at New Garage I would be able to scream for help but before we got there, I was already weak and could not utter a word only then did I realize that everyone in the car cannot talk including the driver.

 I became a bit conscious later and when I opened my eyes all I saw was “welcome to Sagamu” in one of the bill boards as the car swerved off the highway into a thick bush till we arrived a big gate of a very beautiful mansion situated  in the thick bush.

We were ordered to alight from the car only, the man behind the wheels who drove us all the way from Ibadan suddenly became conscious and was trying to ask where he was. One of the kidnapper who said they urgently need one of the ‘supply’ struck him with an object, something like a black belt and the fell  and died instantly. As he was been dragged to the place where his body part would be dismembered the woman that lured me into the car rushed at him and disposed him off his valuable like wrist watch, gold chain, wallet and his two phones.

The woman looked at me disdainfully again and said “madam no matter what you are thinking,we can never meet on this planet earth again” I wondered how she could read or hear my thoughts easily.

We were ushered into a large room filled with Television used as a monitor for the various CCTV mounted around Shagamu Expressway as they could see every activities going on from the express to the point where we veered off the road.

“The man who received us was very happy and congratulated the woman for  briging such a “large stock” despite the fact that it’s not really a “rush hour”. Some of us were handpicked to be transported to another destination where ‘Supplies’ were urgently needed.  I was among them. On getting to the car .I noticed the time was around  7;05pm from the watch inside the car that to take us to our new destination.

On arrival, we were ushered in to another compound not as big as the first house we were initially, ring leader was impressed. He then locked me in another room where I met two other victims, a woman and an Hausa man. I was asked what was my name but something inside me said I should not urter a word so I kept  reciting in my mind a verse from the holy quoran(Laola Walkuata…..)

“Look Alhaja, stopped reciting Al Quran here, or you think I don’t hear you, look let me tell you ,anyone that enters our den has been forgotten by God definitely” the ring leader said to me only then did it  dawn on me that only God can save me.  

He treated me nicely and told me that all he needed from me is to utter my name with my mouth. I kept mute and he left but assured me that the next time he would come I would be the one telling him my name. He did come back after I refused to eat the plate of Amala that was given to me. Another victim, a woman I met in the room with an Hausa man also refused to eat but the Hausa man did not only eat but drank the water given to him and also washed his face with it!

The man appealed to me that I should eat properly because it pays him better if she is alive for the kind of ritual I am needed for so I should not kill myself. He then told me my name including my mother’s name to prove to me that nothing is hidden to him, all he is requesting for is that I should utter it by myself which I refused. He was also very furious at the Hausa man whom he said and given him five different names too.

We were there all through Thursday till the wee hours of Friday morning when suddenly the door of the room was opened by the gateman who led three strange old men, dressed in the traditional Yoruba hunting attire with local touch lights strapped around their frontal lobe of the head into the room. The  man who led the other two  could not be anything less than 80years with grey hair and  beckoned unto me. I  woke the woman beside me and the Hausa man who started reciting his last prayers saying “From Allah we came and from him we shall return” in Arabic, thinking  that his end has come! It was as if something was lifted off from my body as I regained my strength and I could feel a kind of peace and comfort all over me. The old man locked the gateman inside the room and led us out of the compound into a thick bush. According to the old man, he came rescue us from “Awon agbeni  pa se etutu ola”( those who killed for money rituals)  and led us out of the compound around  at the wee hours of Friday morning precisely about  1a.m on Friday. He said the three of us are now safe as we trekked for about  two hours before reaching a river bank, He made us to realize that he deliberately took us to the route that is safe but far because if he had allowed s to go through the pathway that leads to the highway, though shorter but very risky as we were bound to be recaptured and gave me three new 500 naira notes that can transport us to town. He lamented that most of the fishermen that could have helped us across the river bank had gone home. Luckily for us, a young boy of about 18 years old who is a fisherman came back to the river bank to check his net. The old man begged him to take us across the river with his canoe and then tried to identify himself by asking me to look at his face carefully. Honestly the man looks really familiar like one of my uncle with seven tribal marks on his cheek and  said to  “I am still alive”  and they went back.

At the home of that young boy, he brought three Okada riders (motorcyclists) who charged us 500 naira each to take us to the nearby town where we can board easily to our variousdestinations.The nearest was Ondo town! That was then I knew we must have been held hostage in one of the satellite villages in Ondo state or around Ijebu waterside. They refused to take us to police station or to the motor park for fear of us been recaptured by the kidnappers.  I flagged down another car from the spot they dropped us off and after narrating our ordeal to the driver, he refused to take us in for fear of us dying in his car as he doesn’t know if the kidnappers had poisoned us one way or the other. He gave me 2,000 for us to find our way back to our destination since the Hausa man I was soliciting for initially to join us when the man agreed to take us in before changing his mind had joined another trailer filled with cows!

The other victim that escaped with me had been in their den for over two weeks as she told me she was kidnapped on their way to Ilesa where she was going to give her parents gifts after receiving her salary at the end of the month of July. She said she was on her way to Ilesa when her driver stopped picks someone by the roadside drenched in the rain. She said immediately the woman entered the car all of them became unconscious till they found themselves in the compound of the house they later brought me to.

The money given to me was enough to take me to a University at Ikeji-ile (Ayo Babalola) from where I met a lecturer of that school who offered to take me to Ikire while the other victim dropped at Ilesa junction to meet with her parents. I got to Iwo road Ibadan around 10:00pm and managed to call my husband who came to pick me up. I know my escape is divine, I really don’t know why God favoured me so much to the extent that he showed me such a great mercy, I’m sad that human being could be this wicked and I’m even very sad for the people remaining in  their den especially the little girl from St Anne’s School Molete, Ibadan. My prayer is that God would deliver them and guide all of us from falling victim of ritual killers

Daily Sun however visited the Divisional Police Headquarters at Orita Challenge to confirm the incident but met the absence of the DPO, SP Olu Moore who was said to have gone to the State Police Headquarters at Eleyeile for routine briefing however one of the officer at the police station who prefer anonymity confirmed the incident saying that the case was reported immediately the woman was got her freedom from the alleged  kidnappers

‘The woman and her husband was here to report the incident but they said they are going back for prayers and they refuse to show up since then for us to follow up their claims’

He however refer us to the police Headquarters at Eleyeile for further  clarification and more information as he is not in the position to say anything on behalf of the police.

The PPRO of  Oyo state Police Headquarters SP Adekunle Ajisebutu was also not on seat when Sun newspaper but he refused to comment on the incident when a phone call was put to him..