“The evil men do lives after them”
University of Calabar
14th July 2000
14th July 2000
The sun
was slowly and gracefully setting, casting its shadow from the western horizon.
But, as if prompted to counter the beautiful soft radiation of the sun, a humid
air that clung on the immediate atmosphere tried to make the scenery appear
slightly morbid. The surrounding bush did the least, to add a little glamour to
the already soured atmosphere around the University of Calabar. The sight of
the footpath ahead made the hairs on his body to stand. His nerves were pricked
as he made his way through it. The footpath was a shortcut linking the major
road and the hostel he was heading to. It continued further to the Qua Ibo
River behind the hostel.




