I USED TO SELL HUMAN TOES TO VERY WEALTHY MEN
I used to work for a towing company. As you know we used to be the first people to arrive at the scene because we were always near high accident zone,we would even cause some of those accidents . It happened that one day a black Mercedes-Benz Viano parked next to us.
We ignored it, it was around 3 AM. A group of men in black got out of the car, must have been about 5 men.
The were all holding cigarettes, they were all dressed in black expensive looking suits with very shiny shoes. They all waved at our car at the same time as if they were programmed.
My colleague and i in the car were getting rather uncomfortable. But we remained in the car. We were parked under a street light next to a vicious curve notorious for accidents.
As we were waiting, a bus accident happened. The men in black rushed to the scene and to our suprise we were too scared to even go anywhere near the scene. It was like some sort of evil spirit was holding us back.
It took the men about 10 minutes at the scene and back to their car. When they drove off we then rushed there and you know the process i hope. We called the emergency services.
5 people had passed on and they had missing toes. We didn't think much of it until another accident occured and the same men were present and toes went missing again.
A couple of accidents happened without the men in black being on the scene and no toes went missing. That's when we concluded that they had something to do with the missing toes.
We then decided that the next time we see them we would confront them. Two months later they showed up and we gathered strength to confront them. They didn't talk to us at all, they were just staring at us. They seemed like they were under some sort of spell,they were very intimidating.
Being that close to them was very heavy and scary for some odd reason. One of them gave us a piece of paper with an address on it and then pointed at a small plastic bag next to their car,outside their car.
They then drove off, without a word. We opened the plastic bag and it was full of money and there was a note written "One human toe equals to this much, bring the toes to the address and be very wealthy".
We took the money because we loved things, we were not interested in the toe saga but we took the money and shared it. We enjoyed the free money so much but after a couple of weeks we started hearing voices telling us that we owe them a toe.
Our lives turned into a huge mess, weird things were happening to us and our families. We then decided to get the toe and deliver it at the address given. We then went back to our towing job on a mission to get the toe in order to silence the voice.
A couple of days later we were lucky to witness an accident where we were the first ones to arrive at the scene, we had a shady mission so we carried it out before calling the emergency line.
We got the toe and we took it to the address. We were welcomed by a very beautiful white woman who told us to wait for a gentleman who was coming to assist us. After a couple of minutes of waiting then a very short couple walked towards us.
The short couple could be in early 70's . The man took the toe from us and licked it, then said this is a toe from someone who is still alive. The money we gave you is for a dead person's toe. We were shocked and sweating at this point. We have never in our lives been that scared.
They threw another black plastic on us and when we opened it there was money. The lady then said this is for the toe you brought today, tomorrow we want a toe from a dead person and that is from the money you owe us.
We tried to say no to the money we got on that day and they laughed at us. In Nigerian accent they both loudly said once you are in there is no coming out. We were then dismissed. We cried so much that day , as we walked out we passed this big mirror that showed slides of both our houses and children, our entire families were watched on that mirror.
We knew right there and there that were done for. That's how we ended up being monthly suppliers of human toes and when we miss the delivering date horrible things would happen to us or our families.
We then visited a sangoma from Zimbabwe who atleast helped us cut ties with the toe buyers. He did say that it was a temporary fix and that we tied our souls to the snake that survives using toes and in exchange it gives money. We are tied to it for eternity.
Our problem now is that we are in hiding with our families but now everytime we look at them we have this huge urge of cutting off their toes. The sangoma has given us a doll with huge strong toes that whenever we have the urge to bite off toes we bite the dolls.
It works but the fact that it is a temporary fix is a nightmare for us. We need a permanent fix please.
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