The man told my parents to leave while he asked me certain questions which I decided to answer, when it was obvious that I was dying. He asked if I knew the girl I slept with at the hotel that night and I said I didn’t. That was when he told me I had slept with a ritualist who had probably taken something out of my system to use for her ritual purposes.
I was shocked and I couldn’t speak but when I did, I asked the herbalist if there was any remedy for my problem. He said he would try his best, he also asked if I didn’t mind if he consulted his oracle on my behalf because my parents are Christians who would not allow such things.
Since they were not there, I asked him to do anything to make me get better. Well, to cut a long story short, he tried his best with herbs, but he would not tell me what my illness was. I am alive today to tell the story and I have mended my ways. Since I got well, I never went after any lady. This story is not a fiction; it happened to me in reality and it was God that saved me.
