So it was one of my usual walks in the Land of Injustice last year June, on the street of Accra, the capital of my beloved country Ghana and under
So it was one of my usual walks in the Land of Injustice last year June, on the street of Accra, the capital of my beloved country Ghana and under the hot sun when I received a call from a strange number. It was a man. His voice was echoing with worry, trouble and fear. He said I have been sent to the painful Land of Injustice in my country whiles search of my daily bread. There was a voice at the background screening…I was also sent to the land of injustice by the rulers of Corruption Land.
The voice on the background was that of Ghost. Yes, the ghost spoke at the background…. It was very terrifying but I was energized by the fact that I heard a voice of a ghost on my phone. It a voice of a man who died in 1987.
‘Hunter’, they called. Please, we need your help. I have lost all my treasurers. We need your help.
I told them, “I am currently ‘trecking’ in the Land of Injustice so I will get them to tell their stories in the few days to come”. I, however, paused and told my self….I have to help find those lost treasures immediately but little did I know it will take me more than a year.
About one month later, I took my lenses and pen….but not gun and bullets as in the days of my hunting expeditions in the forest.
I then started the journey to the Corruption Land “In Search Of The Lost Treasures”, on Wednesday, September 5, 2018, I will bring to you all my over one year journey to that land…..