There is hell for 'Sika Duro' people

Breman Asikuma (The Spectator) - The sequel to the resurrection story of Abena Kumuwaa, 25 the young native of Breman Asikuma who died and came back to life after four days, is awe-inspiring, horrifying and scary. In a nutshell, it is spine-chilling. The second earlier had published the resurrection of the woman after being declared dead for four days and had been laid in state, ready for burial when she awakened.

Following the publication of the first part of the story, a firebrand, cross-bearing foot-soldier of Christ phoned the writer and cried out that the story was blasphemous. According to him, only Christ can die and resurrect. He promptly threatened a rejoinder. The second part of the narration of Abena Kumuwaa is however, hereby given.

Spectator: You say you saw people sucking blood from foetuses and unborn babies, and the old woman told you that those people were receiving punishment for causing abortions when they were alive. Did you believe? Abena: The scene was so vivid that there was no way I could not have believed it. If you personally had the experience I had, you wouldn't have doubted it yourself. It was so real that there was no reason to disbelieve it.

Spectator: Tell me more.

Abena: When I left the scene and continued walking away I met another multitude of distressed men and women. Some were thieves; others had left their husbands without just cause and others were people who did not pay tithe when they were alive. They were all undergoing some form of suffering.

There were others who had quarrelled with their neighbours. I walked on for a long while and met another large group of hundreds of thousands of people, all of them shaking so violently that I asked the old woman what the hell was wrong with them. She said they were dead people whose bodies were at the time being kept at the mortuaries. They were feeling extremely cold, and she explained that until their bodies were taken out of the morgues, they would continue to shiver.

Spectator: Incredible! I thought once dead, whatever happened to the human body had no effect.

Abena: That?s not true.

Spectator: What did you see again?

Abena: There was a big pool full of blood, and people?s mouths were permanently forced into this pool of blood. They are those who went in for 'Sika Duro' (Blood Money) when they were alive. They either killed their children, mothers, fathers, brothers or sisters for money or did something wicked to become rich.

As I walked on, I came to a very big market where people were selling salt and ginger. They were all wicked people when alive. The old woman told me I should give food to the poor and give to those who do not have it and God will bless me.

I still walked on with the old woman behind me. At a spot, she showed me three trees whose roots she said could cure tuberculosis (TB), infertility in women and convulsion. They could also cure distended bellies, hernia (probably Abena meant hydroceles), weak knees and impotence. After showing me the trees and what they could do, the woman left me.

Spectator: Can you identify any of the trees when you see them today?

Abena: Yes.

Spectator: Tell me the names of the trees.

Abena: I cannot tell you the names here. I'm now using the roots to cure people of their diseases.

Spectator: What else did you see?

Abena: When I walked away after the old woman had left, I saw some people walking to and fro on the road. They all had very large bellies, and I wondered why so many people, both men and women, were pregnant at the same time.

They told me: "Go and tell people on earth that when people die, they shouldn't put cement mixed with salt into their stomach to preserve their bodies." It was there that I realised they were not pregnant, after all. I then met a schoolboy holding a pen. He was walking in the opposite direction, that is, going where I was coming from.

When I got back to my house, I instantly realised that I was lying in a coffin vomiting. People were running helter skelter and shouting "Jesus! Jesus! Jesus!" I wondered what was happening. It was at the moment that I realised that I was probably dead and had come back to life. I was hungry and I told my father who organised some mashed kenkey for me, which I ate and gained some energy. I was very weak when I woke up.

Curious to know what was being said, I heard people talking about the schoolboy I saw going where I had just died. They said since I had come back to life, they were going to use my coffin to bury him. So they used my coffin to bury him.

Spectator: Interesting! Are you married?

Abena: No. But I have a child. He is called Kweku Nyamekye. The man who was supposed to marry me now says he can't wed a ghost. So he has left me.

Spectator: Do you hope to get someone to marry you after all these?

Abena: I leave it to God. He knows best.

Spectator: How do you feel about your resurrection experience?

Abena: it is something I probably should be glad about, because through my narration, people will get to know what is in store for them if they do bad things on earth.