THE GREAT RETURN

Everyone was sitted that Saturday morning, all was set for the funeral of Inspector Samuel who died in Service to his Nation as a Police officer. He was shot during an armed robbery attack on one of the nation's foremost commercial banks.

The weather was clement with a tint of calmness and collected chills. Everything was going on smoothly as planned, the coffin arrived the burial ground around 10am, then the event started in earnest.

The choir groups sang in their numbers each rendering eulogies to the dead, describing how great a man he was.

The preacher went on board to take the sermon, a sermon that lasted about 15 minutes. It wasn't long after he was done preaching that I heard shouts from all directions, everyone was on their feet, running like a war had just started.

What could have been amiss? I wondered while running as fast as I could, as I got to a comfortable distance, I paused to look back at what could have happened, there before my eyes stood the dead in his suit and white hand gloves beckoning on us to come back, after all had gathered, he began his TALES FROM BEYOND