THE SHELTER ONLINE: THE MYSTERY OF THE EAR-PLUGS AND SHADE.


The entrance door on the upper floor had been repeatedly and forcibly slammed close shut amid chaos and noise of the shelter dwellers to prevent water entry from the lower floor during pressure washing as many shelter-dwellers staggered up and down the stairs with luggages to and from the first floor to the huge hall numbered room one. Fortunately, a tiny vacant space opposite the already occuppied beds in the usual staled air room one, due to poor ventilation system and closed windows in the early morning few hours was all I wanted for a cat nap before dawn and prior to the mystery of the ear-plugs and light shade.
It had neither been real dreaming, nor day dreaming, when I inserted the ear-plugs and worn on the shade for the nap, but rather a visual data of an unspecified location that seemed to have kept rewinding in my memory and a sack of skin with another mass of tiny human flesh on top of it that constituted a scrotum and a male's sexual organ.

Written by Godfrey Ohia.