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 16th 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..
WE ARE NOT HERE TO TOUR IBADAN..’
‘I am just about 4 weeks on this job but as a
professional sports journalist I know we have to sympathise with our host(3SC)
because they need this match but not as much as we do because we belive the
league is still open.Shooting need this game to heave a sigh of relieve from
imminent relegation facing them if they lose because their last match is away
to heartland of Owerri who are also in the same precarious situation,
