A Nigerian Horror Story

The Pee Partner

Jide! Jide!!

He whispered as he shook his bigger bunk mate awake. The whole dormitory was dark (the generators were off) and everyone was asleep. It was 1:30am and he had a pressing urge to empty his bladder but he was too scared to go alone.

‘What?’ Jide asked, he sounded a bit angry that his sleep had been interrupted at such an ungodly hour.

‘I need to pee, come with me, please.’ Chidi whispered.

Jide grumbled as he roused himself reluctantly from the bed. The request was not unusual, they were both JS 1 students and on previous nights, Chidi had done the same for him. It was an unwritten agreement among most juniors, to have a pee partner at night.

When they got to the darkness of the long corridors, Chidi switched on his torchlight and Jide quickly admonished him.

“What do you think you are doing?’ He asked, still whispering.

“We need light naa” Chidi replied, switching off the torchlight.

“Ehn..so that they will see us?”

Chidi didn’t need to ask who they was, he knew Jide was referring to creatures of the night. The lost spirits of Federal Government College Ijanikin, doomed to haunt the hostels in search of their lost purpose and scaring hapless students while they were at it. They only came out at night; that was when their powers were allowed to work, it was believed.

He wondered why these beings would need light to see them, weren’t they ghosts after all? Their eyes didn’t operate with the same optical laws as humans. But he didn’t bring this logic to Jide’s attention, lest he got angry and left him alone.

They walked all the way to the bathroom at the end of the corridor, managing the scant moonlight that filtered its way through the open quadrangle. One of the boys in room 5 was snoring deeply; it had to be Wogu, the oldest and easily the strongest boy in Usman Dan Fodio dormitory.

When they got to the toilets, both boys peed from the door, directing their urine in a noisy watery projectile, not daring to go inside the darkness for fear of what awaited within. Their piss may have been missing its mark but neither boy cared. It was at times like this that Chidi was glad his hostel chores didn’t include cleaning the toilets. Nevertheless, they finished their business and quickly made it back to their beds with a little over 3 hours left to the waking siren.

  

A Week Later

The boys had just got back from night prep and Sukanmi the room clown had decided to start a belching competition, they were JS I students so their idea of fun wasn’t far-fetched from such frivolility. It of course involved drinking a lot of water and eager throats which was in abundance that night. Soon afterwards the boys were tired and it wasn’t until 11:30pm after lights out that the last of them fell asleep.

Chidi! Chidi!!

It was his friend Jide (more like pee partner) rousing him from sleep.

I am pressed! Jide whispered, his discomfort was evident in his voice.

Okay, Chidi agreed. He too was suddenly pressed to pee. That damn belching competition…

He looked at his watch. It was 1.30am. Again? His bladder might as well have a timer, he reasoned.

The night was windy and moonless as they walked that long corridor to the toilet; Chidi’s torchlight remained off, he was trying to ignore his fear of the dark which kept tempting him to switch it on. As usual both boys directed their projectile pees towards the general area of the toilet.

Suddenly something hooted (probably an owl) and a dark feline creature leapt from the darkness towards them. Jide shrieked and ran -pyjamas unbuttoned- leaving Chidi who was still halfway through. It is always difficult stop your micturition halfway especially when in panic, in fact it is painful (ask any boy).

Somehow Chidi managed to recover and started to run after his friend Jide who by now was at the end of the corridor. Unfortunately for him (Chidi), he stepped into a puddle of water and slipped, slamming his head onto a stone slab that covered the drainage area.

Blackout!

Minutes or so later he came to, his pyjama was soaked and wetness dripped from his head, he hoped for his sake that it wasn’t urine. He was angry at Jide for leaving him like that; they were supposed to be friends or partners…What kind of pee partner was he? He would tell him what he thought of him. Angrily, he picked up his torch, the glass was broken and he wondered if it still worked, damning the consequences he hit the on switch…the light came on. Mistake!

That was when he saw them.

Two pale looking boys in pyjamas walking quietly along the same corridor. They saw him too and cried out. Their screams drowned his as they turned around and began to run. He ran after them too, calling for help and trying to explain but they wouldn’t hear him. They ran faster. He tried to catch up and suddenly noticed his legs had left the floor, he had begun to float.

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The Next Morning, at the quadrangle in Usman Dan Fodio Hostel, two boys Nosa and Amanam recount their ghost encounter to the other students who gathered in astonishment to listen.

Nosa: He had blood all over his face and pyjamas, they were soaked red. He had a torch too and kept calling out ‘Jide’…

Amanam: And when I turned back he was flying, it is the most horrible thing I have ever seen. I can’t stay, I just called home. I will be a day-student instead.

The House captain, an older boy who was listening affirmed their story and told them that what they had described sounded like Pee-boy Chidi, the urban legend of a JS 1 boy who died in the hostel several years ago.

They say he went out to urinate one night with his friend Jide, somehow he slipped and hit his head on a stone and died. Jide who was with him then said they were running and he thought Chidi was right behind him, only to find his bloody body on the slab the next morning.

Today his ghost is believed to haunt the hostel corridors with a torchlight; sometimes it enters the room, waking a boy up, calling him ‘Jide’ and whispering into his ear:

“I need to pee, come with me…pleeeease.”

Will you be his new pee partner?

THE END