The missing girl and the monkey - S01 E05

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The missing girl and the monkey - S01 E05

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The Missing Girl And The Monkey, Episode 5

Nneka and the monkey were still on the tall tree. The place was quiet, only birds and insects were making small sounds. The kidnappers’ gang leader was the only man left in the bush. He had refused to leave the place. He stood under the tree, holding his gun, and looking up from time to time. His face was hard and full of anger. He wanted to catch Nneka at all cost.

“You think you are smart, abi? You must come down one day,” he said, talking to himself and watching every movement on the tree.

He wanted to climb the tree but he was afraid. He remembered how his two men had died. One fell and broke his head, and the other one was killed by the monkey. He looked up again and saw Nneka and the monkey sitting quietly.

“I will not die like my men. Let me wait here. Hunger will bring her down.” He sat under the tree and leaned on his gun.

“You cannot stay there forever, girl. You must come down when you get tired or hungry,” he shouted.

Nneka looked down and saw the man sitting under the tree. She was scared. The monkey sat beside her, holding a bunch of bananas it had hidden earlier in a small hole in the tree. Nneka smiled weakly when the monkey brought the bananas and gave her.

“Momo, you are my best friend,” she. She peeled one banana and ate.

“At least this will keep me alive for now,” she said. The monkey nodded as if it understood her. They both ate quietly and watched the man under the tree.

The day was moving slowly. The sun was very hot. The gang leader removed his shirt and used it to wipe the sweat on his face. He was getting tired. Flies were disturbing him. He sat down, leaning his back against the tree. His eyes started closing.

“Let me rest small. She will come down soon,” he said and closed his eyes. He wanted Nneka to think he was sleeping. But truly, he was only pretending. He had a plan in his mind. He wanted to deceive her and the monkey.

Nneka looked down again and saw the man lying under the tree. His eyes were closed. His gun was beside him.

“Momo, look. He is sleeping. This is our chance. Let’s go.” Nneka said. The monkey looked too. It nodded quickly.

“We will move very quietly,” Nneka said. They both started climbing down from the tree slowly. Every sound of dry leaf scared her, but she continued. She was very careful, watching the man and making sure he did not move.

When they were close to the ground, Nneka whispered again, “Just small more, Momo. Then we will run.” The monkey moved first, then Nneka followed. But immediately their feet touched the ground, the man opened his eyes and jumped up.

“You are going nowhere. You think I was sleeping?” he shouted and grabbed his gun. Nneka screamed. She and the monkey started running as fast as they could. They ran between trees, through the dry leaves, and across small bushes. The sound of their feet echoed in the quiet bush. The man laughed as he aimed his gun.

“Stop there!” he shouted. “If you move again, I will shoot you!” But Nneka did not stop. She kept running.

“Please, God, help us,” she said as she ran. The monkey ran beside her, jumping over roots and fallen branches. The man became angry. He lifted his gun and fired a shot. The sound of the gun echoed across the bush. Birds flew from the trees. Nneka screamed as she heard the gunshot. She turned and saw blood on the ground. The bullet had hit the monkey.

“Momo!” she screamed. The monkey fell to the ground, bleeding. Its body shook. Nneka knelt down beside it, crying. She tried to lift it but blood was already covering her hands.

“Please, stay strong. Don’t die on me,” she said with tears in her eyes. The monkey looked at her weakly and tried to move its hand. The sound of the kidnapper’s footsteps was getting closer.

“Get up, we must go!” Nneka said as she lifted the monkey with her two hands and started running again. The mokey was big and heavy and difficult to carry. It was even heavier than Nneka.

As she ran, she was crying. “Please stay strong, Momo, I don’t want you to die,” she cried as she held the monkey close to her chest. The forest seemed endless. She didn’t know where she was running to, but she refused to stop. The sound of the man’s footsteps was still behind her. The leaves brushed her legs. The monkey’s breathing became weaker.

“Please don’t leave me,” she whispered again. The sun was going down slowly as she disappeared deeper into the forest, still holding the wounded monkey.

Watch out for episode 6