Chapter 32 Room 45: Inside A Match Box 2

• PEOPLE IN THE SAME building Abram resides – a project house –, Mathew usually visit, always complain most times when they hear noise they find it hard to understand. It’s like the sound of a baby cat the mother abandoned in the middle of a Byelorussian explosion ... crying, saying things that the neighbours, can’t read meaning to; whenever it starts coming like the wind talking to itself in the middle of the night, they are desperate to know, one neighbour said, Mr. Chuks.
• So, one night when the same noise persist, the Mr. Chuks, a tall man, yellow in complexion with a point nose; walks majestically to the door. “Abram, Abram” the man called, “is anything wrong, my friend?” he asked. No body responded. Mr. Chuks went closer to the door; this time, he attached his right ear to the door, to know what really is going on. He tried to peep through the door but couldn’t see anything.
• Mr. Chuks repeated the name again, “do you any need help, Mr. Abram?” He continued, “I am here to help. The noise coming from your door, keeps me worried.” Yet, no atom of word came from Abram or a whisper from the door. What only Mr. Chuks can feel is just silence nothing more. No sound, no word from the door only just the same dead silence he can’t fathom in his imagination. Mr. Chuks did what he could to see how he can render ‘help’ through his assistance but the door remained closed against him.