The Visit PART 1 - by Onlyreal

The road to Oakridge Estate was quiet. Too quiet. Tunde noticed it the moment the Uber left. No cars.No people.Just tall trees swaying slowly like they were whispering secrets. His girlfriend Amara squeezed his hand. “Relax,” she said with a smile. “My parents are going to love you.” Tunde forced a smile back. He had never met her family before. But something already felt… wrong. When they reached the mansion, the door opened before they even knocked. Amara’s mother stood there. Smiling. Too widely. “Oh my God, you must be Tunde,” she said slowly. “We’ve heard so much about you.” Her eyes stayed locked on him. Not friendly. Studying him. Behind her, the house was silent. Then Tunde noticed something strange. A tall Black man stood in the corner of the living room. Perfect posture. Perfect smile. But his eyes looked… empty. “Don’t mind Daniel,” Amara’s mother said casually. “He works here.” Daniel slowly turned his head toward Tunde. And whispered: “You should leave tonight.” Before Tunde could respond, Daniel suddenly straightened up again like nothing happened. Amara laughed nervously. “Daniel’s a little… weird.” But Tunde felt a chill crawl up his spine. Because Daniel was still staring at him. Like he was trying to warn him. ⸻ Later that night, Tunde woke up to a sound. Knocking. Slow. From the inside of his bedroom door. But he had locked it. “Tunde…” a voice whispered. It was Daniel. “Please,” he said quietly. “They’re preparing you.” Tunde stared at the door. Daniel’s whisper still echoed in his mind. “They’re preparing you.” His heart pounded.But after a moment… the knocking stopped. Silence filled the room again. Tunde shook his head. Maybe I imagined it. He stayed in bed. Eventually, he fell asleep. ⸻ The Next Morning The smell of breakfast woke him up. When Tunde walked downstairs, everyone was already at the table. Amara.Her mother.Her father. And Daniel. Standing perfectly still behind them. Everyone turned their heads at the exact same time when Tunde entered. The movement was so synchronized it made his stomach twist. “Good morning!” Amara said cheerfully. Her father gestured to the chair. “Sit, sit. We were just talking about you.” Tunde sat down slowly. The father smiled. “So, Tunde… Amara says you’re studying computer science.” Tunde nodded. “Yes, sir.” The father leaned forward. “And you’re very healthy, right?” Tunde blinked. “Uh… yeah?” The father looked… pleased. Too pleased. “Good. Good.” Then Amara’s mother suddenly said: “You must be very strong too.” Tunde frowned. “Sorry?” She tilted her head slightly. “Young men like you usually are.” Daniel, still standing behind them, slowly turned his head toward Tunde. His eyes widened slightly. Like he was trying to warn him again. Then something strange happened. Amara’s father pulled out his phone and showed Tunde a photo. It was a picture of Tunde. From yesterday. At the front gate. Taken before they even met him. Tunde’s chest tightened. “How did you get that picture?” The father smiled calmly. “Oh… we like to prepare for our guests.” At that moment… Daniel suddenly dropped a tray in the kitchen. It crashed loudly. Everyone at the table snapped their heads toward him at the same time. Their smiles disappeared. Completely. For a second… they looked angry. Then they turned back to Tunde. And smiled again. Daniel quickly cleaned the tray. But as he walked past Tunde… He whispered again: “Tonight… they will start.”

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