The dark road to fame
Finally, Joshua with Jush as his stage name agreed to go the extra mile to boost his music career to be famous to that of Michael Jackson's standard. The boosting pattern was not the normal pattern of recording a song and publicising it, he must join the caucus of the industry to be well recognised and this means joining an occult. His biggest influencer in the journey, Threebeatz, a beat producer who has been in the industry for many years would always enchant him with words, like, "You think Michael Jackson made it just like that, didn't you hear that he joined the Illuminati alongside Jay Z and others? Even the top musicians we have in Nigeria here have their place too and if one must hit fame to their match, the person must be willing to pay the price they paid"
Jush was well convinced to boost his career because he had dropped two albums already and they didn't leave his street not to talk of leaving the community or his state to the country at large. He did a good promotion for the two albums on social media, radio and TV stations, wasted a lot of money and nothing worked out.
I'm Henry, his friend since high school and he always tells me things concerning him and when he told me about his next step to boost his music career, I didn't find it pleasing at all and I advised him to stop because that's a blind ambition, giving him many instances and examples of those that sold their souls to the devil and yes they were famous but lost everything before they died but Jush was deaf eared to my advice and I remember a particular day he replied with, "what is the essence of making music and people don't get to listen to it? At this stage, I don't care, even if I had to live for just 2 years to be famous, I'm ready for it". That day I was shocked because this was someone who used to give me the religious sermon "What shall a man gain to gain fame and lose his soul".
After that period, Josh blocked me on all social media, he changed his phone number, and he moved away from the city without my notice. I tried everything possible but I reached out to him but all to no avail. After my serious tries, I decided to give up, hoping that he'd return to his senses one day or probably when he started making waves, I would be able to get to his new social media handle if he didn't restrict me from searching for him.
After about two weeks, it was a Monday afternoon and I was at work when my phone rang, I checked it wasn't a number saved in my contact list, I quickly picked hoping that it was a driver bringing goods to the company I worked but a feminine voice greeted, "hello, good afternoon"
"Yeah, good afternoon ma" I responded and I added the 'ma' because it was a work hour and the feminine voice sounded thick.
"Good afternoon, please is this Mr Henry? Jush was rushed to the hospital slightly unconscious and he directed us to call this contact" the lady said in a fast tone which arrested my mind quickly I didn't know when I asked for the hospital address and I was given it without even thinking or taking my time to ask who is Jush, whether it's the friend I know or not.
After we ended the call, I quickly went to my boss's office and took permission to go and visit a friend in the hospital and I was granted without hesitation.
Unfortunately, I didn't go to work with my car that day because it had a fault, so I trekked to the roadside, stopped a tricycle,
"Oga where?" The cyclist asked and I looked at my phone and read out the address because I hadn't heard of such a name before.
"It's Tuflin Hospital"
"Tuflin Hospital? Where is that?"
I walked closer to him and handed my phone to him to check the description. He took it, looked and read, his face was full of confusion. After like a minute of staring at the phone, he let out, "I'm not sure if there's a hospital here but I know the road, a bushy one"
I didn't read meaning to what he said, I hopped in and he drove off. The cyclist looked rough, with scattered beards like an escaped prisoner, he's very muscular and all through the driving, he never kept quiet. He asked different questions as to what I was going to do in the bush which I honestly told him that I was going to see a friend in the hospital but he never agreed, he would make fun-filled words like, "Let it not be you're leading me to be kidnapped because that area is a dangerous area" and I would sarcastically reply him, "you can't be kidnapped, your physique would scare off anyone" and we would laugh.
We got to the bushy area, and he stopped his tricycle and suggested I should call the number to direct us further. I didn't argue, I brought out my phone, flipped to the call log and dialled the number and immediately we heard a gunshot, 'gboooaa!' and a commanding voice followed "Come out the tricycle!"
Feared gripped me, I looked at the cyclist and he wasn't trembling, we came out, with our hands up, and the man who released the gunshot came out and I was surprised to see Threebeatz, the beat producer, holding the gun and donning a roughened jeans wear. Then a lady came out from the bush with a gun pointed at Jush with his hands tied to the back. Everything was weird to me, I quickly assumed that it was a movie shoot for the video and my thoughts were still wallowing, trying to understand what was happening and the next thing I saw was the cyclist whooping Threebeatz on the ground and when the lady wanted to shoot at him, he moved like a flash and kicked off the gun from her hand and that's when I swung into action to pin Threebeatz on the ground because he was trying to get up and run away.
Everything happened so fast, how the cyclist managed to counter Threebeatz was a total mystery and I concluded that he had voodoo on him.
We dragged the two of them to the police station and that's when Jush poured out everything that happened according to him, the deity he was taken to for the initiation rejected the two fingers he provided for the sacrifice and as a remedy in order not to invite the wrath of the deity, the deity instructed that Jush must bring his close friend which is was me, to be used as sacrifice other he will run mad and Threebeatz carried will fade off. When Jush refused, Threebeatz strategized to capture me in other to save his fame and that was when I was lured to the bush.
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The cyclist wasn't really scared. He was ready for anything, especially to the location he was taking Henry to.
The question I keep asking in my head to those who wants to become famous quickly is that "does being famous doing what you love doing show you're right in track?" OR "does it mean those who aren't famous are doing rubbish?"
It's in seeking immediate validation or fame that people do what they regret later in life, forgetting that consistency pays.
I hope Jush changes after this experience
That's the era we are currently.
A lot of these people just want to hit it once, nothing checking on the continuity basis.
I feel like mentioning MJ but it's not in place to say whether he hit it once and left early🫣.
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It was a very exciting story, luckily the boy was able to escape his dark fate with the help of the great man. The producer was arrested for his crime and Josh was able to realize how dangerous it is to have blind ambition.
Thanks for sharing your story.
Excellent day.