JIM N JERRY ~ EPISODE 3 ~ _ HAZARD AND MYSTERY_

<blockquote>University of Twocents, Soyinka Hall — Room 213, 4:50 p.m.</blockquote> [Jim and Jerry are seen drinking garri. Jim sits on a chair facing the bed, where Jerry is seated.] JERRY: [Picking his teeth with a floss] You this guy, so you even get sugar? You wicked oh! [Laughs.] Jim boy! Jimmie Richie! [Laughs again.] You can't even share little things, ehn ? Chai! JIM: [Drinks from a bottled water] The same little things you're stealing. I no blame you. Na me wey give you garri dey at fault sef. Maybe I sent you to be doing charity up and down with your last foodstuff. [Hisses.] JERRY: See ehn! I didn't believe that Cyrus would accept it from me o. When I gave him, I just told him, "This is called garri from Nigeria. Just add water." If you see as he grab am! [Laughs.] JIM: [Sighs] So there'll be nowhere to see garri now once this one is exhausted. JERRY: [Chuckles] Maybe you've forgotten. Let me remind you of where you are. This is University of Twocents, located in the isolated country of Danyris.[In a low tone.]A country untraceable on the map.[Both laugh.]Also, we are the only foreigners here. Every other student is an indigene of this place. So, we'll have to make do with whatever they have here. JIM: [Rolls his eyes] Ugh! Must you state the obvious? [Hisses.]Wait so Cyrus actually drank that garri? [Laughs mockingly.] Hunger na bastard. JERRY: I go lie for you? Guy even me myself, I shock! [Laughs.][He pauses for a moment.]Speaking of Cyrus, I feel you should just call a truce with this guy. Abi na girl matter cause una fight? JIM: Baba, keep quiet. When I'm not like those guys at Mandela Hall? [Hisses.] What even caused it sef... Okay! Yes! That inter-hall competition that he made us lose. You know it was the two of us that represented this hall.[Jerry nods.]I told you na... He kept ignoring me and failed those questions I told him the correct answers to. We for win that quiz.[Sighs.] Though I was annoyed and pained, I've moved that one off my mind jare. JERRY: Sha, let it go. Na why your hairline dey go inside. You dey carry person matter for head too much. JIM: [Smiles] You're not serious. JERRY: [Stands] How far? Let's go meet him na. You know, gist small. [Winks.][Singing]The more we are together, the happier we— JIM: [Interrupts] Eyss! Oga, hope you are not stealing any of my belongings this time around? JERRY: Ah ah, see finish! [Raises his hands.] You wanna search? [Jim waves him off and stands to join him.] JERRY: [Places a hand on Jim's shoulder, grinning] You have a thief as a friend. Clock it! JIM: [Grumbling] Oh, shut up.[They leave the room.]By the way, you're going to be doing the talking first. You're the communication expert, you know your way around initiating conversations. JERRY: [Winks] Apart from being a thief, yes, I'm pretty good at that.[Both head towards Cyrus' room.] <blockquote>At Cyrus' Door — Room 227</blockquote> [Jerry knocks.] JERRY: Cyrus! It's me, Jerry! [No answer.] [He knocks again.] JERRY: Cyrus? [Still no answer.] [Jerry tries the door. It opens.] JIM: [Surprised] Doesn't he always lock himself in? JERRY: [Peeping inside] I don't think anyone is here. Let's go in.[They enter.]Well, I'm here already. Maybe he just stepped out. He'll be back soon. <blockquote>Inside Cyrus' Room</blockquote>[A table filled with textbooks rests at the far end of the room. A plastic chair sits beside it. The blue-painted walls are plastered with different diagrams and images, including a portrait of Ben Carson, a large, fully labelled diagram of the human skeleton, a picture of a stethoscope, and an image of doctors performing an operation.] JIM: [Looking around] Typical of a medical student. The only reason why I'm staying is because I don't want to spend another minute arguing with you alone, so let me just—[He grabs a chair and sits while Jerry settles onto the bed.] JERRY: [brings out his phone] Let me check out those pdfs Dr. Miller sent for next session. JIM: Omo that's true o [fetches for his phone too] Guy that thing plenty o.JERRY: Dr. Miller innit? <blockquote>Minutes turns into hours. Eventually,Their conversation gradually becomes quieter until they fall asleep.</blockquote>----------<blockquote> 12:17 a.m. — Cyrus' Room</blockquote> [Jim jolts awake. He looks around and notices Jerry is still asleep on Cyrus' bed.] JIM: [Whispering] Jerry. Jerry! [Jerry, a deep sleeper, doesn't respond.] JIM: Jerry![Jim picks up a thick textbook and tosses it at him.] JERRY: [Bolts awake] Hmm? JIM: Jerry, this is 12 midnight and Cyrus is not back yet. JERRY: [Still groggy] But... he doesn't keep late nights at all. How come he's... missing? [Both of them exchange uneasy looks. A cold breeze sweeps through the room as neither of them speaks.] --- <blockquote>FLASHBACK — 7 HOURS EARLIER</blockquote><blockquote> 5:14 p.m. — Cyrus' Room</blockquote> [Cyrus sits on his chair, drinking garri hurriedly.] CYRUS: Oh! Hunger...[He lifts the cup to his mouth and gulps the remains.] CYRUS: [Belches loudly] God bless Jerry for me. I really enjoyed this thing he called... garri. I'll try it again some other time.[His phone rings and as he checks the screen, he frowns in surprise.]Hello? Good evening........ Okay.......... Now? I thought—.......Okay. It's alright. Will you send me the address? ... I'll be expecting it then..... Okay.... Thank you.[He hangs up.] [A few minutes later, a message pops up on his phone, Cyrus checks it, squinting at the screen.]CYRUS: Okay.[He walks to his wardrobe, which stands beside his bed, and begins to dress. ---------<blockquote>6:35 p.m. — An Uncompleted Building, Away From The School's Location.</blockquote> [Cyrus is seen standing in front of an uncompleted building on a deserted street. He is dressed in a black shirt and black trousers. He looks around uneasily and sighs before dialing a number.] CYRUS: [Murmuring] Why is he not picking his calls? It's already getting dark, and this place kind of looks scary.[He dials again and this time, the call connects.] Oh, thank God. I've been calling you, but you weren't picking up.......... Yes, I'm at the location. I followed the description you gave me.......Okay.......... A black car?..... Alright, I'm waiting already. [He hangs up and begins to scroll through his phone while waiting] <blockquote>Suddenly, a hefty man approaches Cyrus from behind and presses a white handkerchief over his nose. Cyrus struggles briefly before going limp. Two other men, dressed in black and wearing dark glasses, step forward.</blockquote> MAN 1: [Points at one of them] Pick up his phone and confirm Mensa's number. He told us he'd be on a call with him, so we'll be able to recognize him.[MAN 2 checks the phone and nods.]MAN 1: Good. You two, carry him and follow me to the car. We'll take the same route we came through. [The two men lift Cyrus and follow the hefty man through the uncompleted building.A minute later, they emerge through what appears to be the back entrance and head towards a fully tinted black car parked nearby.Cyrus is shoved inside the boot.The lid slams shut.Moments later, the car disappears into the distance.] <blockquote>CUT TO BLACK.</blockquote>

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