SHOCKING: ‘I've Infected Thousands Of Men With HIV’ – Woman Confesses To TB Joshua

Francis, a prostitute who spent most of years on a revenge mission, infecting several men with HIV after she discovered she was also infected with HIV/AIDS by a man in 2006 confesses at TB Joshua’s SCOAN.

Francis who slept with up to six men daily in the major cities of Tanzania and Namibia said:
“I was very angry with every kind of man, anyone that called himself a man… It’s only that I could not manage to hunt and kill them but my desire was to use any weapon to kill men – because one of them killed me. Inside me, I said to myself, ‘I will never tell them my status. Whoever comes to me, I will finish him. The way they infected me, I must infect them also.’ I don’t know how many men I infected but they are thousands.”
Francis who grew up in Tanzania started living a rebellious life at the age of 14 shares her story:
“When we reached the city, I found a lot of girls who were older than me who were in this business of prostitution,” Francis explained. “They introduced me how to behave in order to seduce men and get clients.” Two years down the line aged 16, the young girl was already pregnant for an unknown father. Attempts to abort the child through native concoctions all failed and she resolved to return home to have her child.
However, the desire to prostitute continued even after giving birth. “I was even prostituting when I was breastfeeding and eventually, my mum took the child away from me.” Francis immediately returned to the city, linking back up with her group. Four years later, Francis’ mum sent a message to her that a family relative was willing to take her to Namibia to save the family from shame and get her out of the ‘mess’. She eventually agreed.
“When I reached Namibia, I felt I was imprisoned. I couldn’t go to clubs, smoke, drink or meet men – which is what I wanted to do.” Fighting her aunt daily, she eventually threw Francis out of her home. “It was celebration for me that I can go back to the same lifestyle. I already made a group of friends that were prostituting… They introduced me to the area where I could hunt for men and sleep with them.”
Living a lavish and promiscuous life on the streets of Windhoek, Namibia, Francis had lost all touch with her family. ‘Business’ was booming due to the influx of foreign workers in the city who would regularly patronise her and also introduced her to hard drugs. However, the consequences of her actions were about to catch up on her.
“In 2006, I discovered that I was pregnant again. I didn’t know the father because I was sleeping with five or six men a day – I just wanted money to enjoy,” she recounted. Encouraged by a fellow prostitute not to abort, Francis visited a hospital when the pregnancy reached six months where they conducted several tests. “That is when I discovered I was HIV/AIDs positive.” Shock. Bitterness. Rage. Emotions ran wild within the heart of the young sex-worker. “There was this voice that said – ‘Now, it’s better you die!’ ”
Knowing that death was close, the embittered prostitute resolved to take as many men as possible along with her. “I cannot count how many men I have infected. If any man told me we should use a condom, I would tell him, ‘Look at how I look? I cannot have such a disease.’ So, the man would end up trusting me. They are thousands.”
Francis expanded her ‘business’ horizons via the internet, particularly using the dating social network ‘Eskimi’. It was in 2013 that she encountered a Nigerian man while looking for a more ‘serious’ relationship. “The man became attracted to me and asked for my contact details. He told me he wanted to come to Namibia and visit me.” When the Nigerian arrived, the couple forged a relationship, culminating in Francis falling pregnant. She did not divulge her health status.
After giving birth, Francis had a bout of guilt and visited a pastor at Christ Embassy Church to confess her sins. “After confessing to the pastor, who is also a Nigerian, he met the father of my child and asked if he really knew me. He told him, ‘This girl confessed to me that she is HIV/AIDS Positive.’ ” Francis’ Nigerian lover fainted upon hearing the news and was rushed to hospital.
After recovering, he ‘ran away’ from her, moving to Angola. However, their young baby was nearing the age of nine months. Francis was desperate. Her finances were stagnant and she was tired of prostitution. After pleading with the Nigerian, a settlement was eventually reached. “He said the only thing he would do for me was to give me money to go to Nigeria and drop the child with his parents.”
Some weeks earlier, a friend had introduced Francis to a Christian television station which was gaining increasing popularity in Namibia. It was Emmanuel TV, the station of Nigerian Pastor T.B. Joshua. Seizing the opportunity to visit Nigeria, Francis decided to visit the famous church in Lagos after she had dropped off her son. “When I arrived in Lagos, they put me in a car and took me straight to a state called Enugu. I only stayed one week there. Then I had to search for The Synagogue.”
On Sunday 27 April 2014, Miss Francis sat gingerly in the huge auditorium of The Synagogue, Church Of All Nations (SCOAN) in Lagos. It was the time of prayer from the ‘wise men’ and she was nervous. “Before the wise man came close, I felt like electricity dividing my body and I started shivering. I don’t know what happened when he prayed for me.” Francis received ‘deliverance’ from the ‘demon’ that pushed her to a life of prostitution.
The following week, Sunday 4 th May 2014, Francis publicly gave her confession in the crowded church. “I am here to kneel down and ask the whole world, every man I encountered, to forgive me,” she tearfully said, explaining that after her ‘deliverance’ she began regretting her actions for the first time. She went further to send a poignant message to her fellow sex-workers. “There is no benefit in prostitution. The end of prostitution is bitterness and sorrow. I advise youth – if you are in the same situation I was in, let me be an example in your eyes. Drop that lifestyle immediately and seek the face of God.”
Francis stayed another week in the Nigerian church after which T.B. Joshua gave her the sum of $1,500 to restart her life in Namibia. “I will never return to prostitution. I am so grateful to God,” she concluded.
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Lagos trader loses N5m buried underground

There was a mild drama on Monday in the Daleko Market, Mushin, Lagos State, as journalists searched in vain for an unidentified trader who was said to have lost huge sums of money buried in her shop to the fire incident that razed the market on Sunday

Our correspondent, who visited the market, could see the huge hole in the shop where the money was said to have been buried.

One of the traders, who spoke to PUNCH Metro on condition of anonymity, said the trader was in the habit of keeping her money in the underground, instead of a bank.

He said, “The woman usually keeps money in her shop, and would use her goods to cover it.

“But we are not sure if the whole money was destroyed by the fire. The theory here is that those that arrived first at the market saw the money and stole it.”

However, conflicting figures given by the traders made it difficult to ascertain the exact amount that was lost.

While some said it was between N2m to N5m, others put it higher than that.

But an attempt to speak with the said shop owner was unsuccessful as she was said to have gone to Alausa with other market leaders.

Meanwhile, other traders and shop owners at the market have appealed to the Lagos State Government to assist them to rebuild their shops.

No fewer than 120 shops were affected in the fire that reportedly started around 1am as a result of a power surge.

Our correspondent reported that the affected portion of the market had been left in ruins, while people were seen trying to gather what was left.

A vegetable oil trader, Mrs. Monsurat Abiodun, said she lost goods worth over N2m to the fire.

She said, “It was around 2am on Sunday that my neighbour called to inform me that the market was on fire. When I got here yesterday (Sunday), I discovered that everything was gone. All my life savings were in this shop, now everything is gone. Where do I start from?”

Another trader, Mrs Amope Lawal, said her drum of oil that was destroyed by the inferno was worth over N1.8m.

Also, another vegetable oil dealer, Mrs Idowu Adeniji, also claimed to have recorded huge losses.

A rice seller, Alhaji Kazeem, said he lost over hundred bags of rice to the fire. He said, “I am ruined; over 100 bags of rice were lost to this inferno.”

His friend, who is also a rice seller, who identified himself simply as Ibrahim claimed to have also lost 100 bags of rice to the fire.

The traders appealed to the state government to come to their aid.

“We want government to come to our aid. Our hope is for the government to allow us to rebuild this place, that is how we can recover our losses with time,” Abiodun said.

The General Manager, Lagos State Emergency Management Agency, Dr. Femi Oke-Osanyintolu, on Monday visited the market in company with the Iyaloja-General, Mrs Folashade Tinubu-Ojo on an assessment tour of the damage caused by the fire.

Oke-Osanyintolu said Governor Babatunde Fashola had directed the agency to carry out an enumeration and assessment of the affected victims and found a way of reducing the impact of the disaster.

He also said the agency would establish market emergency management committees in all the markets in the state to avert such disaster.

Tinubu-Ojo advised the market executives to cooperate with the government and put off all electrical appliances in the shops after the close of market.

Nollywood Director Says No Big Deal In Directos Sleeping With Actresses

Nollywood director, Aniedi Awah Nova in a recent interview says he doesn't see anything wrong in directors sleeping with actresses as there is no big deal in it.

The director who is always behind the scene hence his name might not likely ring a bell said it all comes down to mutual understanding between two adults:
"Anybody can sleep with anybody anywhere in the world as far as it’s an agreeable venture. So, if I'm a director and I see an actress and I say I want to sleep with you and the actress agrees, I don't see anything wrong with that," he said.
He however said that where it becomes bad is when I say I will not give you a job until I sleep with you. Now, we over-flog this issue of directors sleeping with actresses. A man will meet a woman anywhere, any day and they will sleep with each other. Let anybody sleep with anybody they want, life goes on. Let’s just do the work”.

Police Prevent SECOND Bomb Blast In Kano As They Defuse Explosive-Laden Car (PHOTO)

Kano State police have today prevented another potentially tragic accident by neutralizing a vehicle loaded with elements of improvised explosive devices.
A statement, signed by Chief Superintendent of Police, Force Public relations officer Frank Mba, and containing latest updates on the yesterday's deadly incident in the city of Kano was just posted to the official site of the Nigeria Police Force.
According to the statement, police officers, acting on an intelligence tip, have tracked and recovered a gray Mitsubishi Station Wagon car at about 9 a.m. today at Tafawa Balewa Street, Nasarawa local government area of Kano State. The car was loaded with electrical components for the IEDs, also with gas and fuel containers. Experts of the police Bomb Disposal Unit have since rendered the vehicle safe.
It would be recalled that yesterday, at about 9.30 p.m., a bomb went off at a popular drinking joint, Middle Road, off Gold Coast Street, Sabon Gari area of the Kano city. Police have since confirmed it was a suicide bomb attack, which has since claimed lives of five persons, includingthat of the suicide bomber, and left seven persons injured. Four of the injured persons have received medical treatment and were discharged from the hospitals.
Inspector-General of Police, Mohammed Diko Abubakar, CFR, NPM, mni, psc has commiserated with the families and friends of the victims and once again urged Nigerians to unite and cooperate with security agencies in the fight against terrorism.
Investigations have commenced into both aforementioned incidents.
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Lagos based Female Banker dies in bed with Married Lover

A female banker,Mrs. Adejoke Ayeola of  Iperu Remo in Ogun State and her lover, Mr. Wilson Ugwunna perished during lovemaking at Eziudo community in Ezinihitte, Mbaise Local Government Area of Imo State. 

Wilson, 42, had two children while his lover, who was 44 years old, was a mother of two children. She was said to have been married to a traditional ruler in Ogun State.

 According to Sunday Trust,The lovers had returned from Lagos on Saturday, April 26, 2014 and went to bed, but were not seen throughout the following day, a development that drew the attention of Wilson’s family members.

When the door to the room where the lovers slept was forced open, Adejoke’s body had started decomposing while her lover was in deep coma.

Speaking to our reporter, indigenes of Eziudo community, who expressed surprise at the incident, said they strongly believed it was caused by magun, a Yoruba charm usually set against a woman suspected of illicit affairs. The practice is common in Yorubaland.

The traditional ruler of Eziudo community, His Royal Majesty, Eze Desmond Oguguo, who confirmed the incident during an exclusive interview with our reporter in his palace, recalled that on Saturday, April 26, Wilson, who claimed to have returned from Malaysia, brought a Yoruba lady home from Lagos and introduced her as his future wife. This was despite the fact that he already had a wife and two children who he reportedly abandoned for at least three years. He described Wilson’s action as grossly shameful.

 “The way young people of these days behave is very embarrassing. They don’t respect themselves, they don’t respect anybody, and they don’t have the fear of God. They do whatever they like. They should be honest to themselves and live honest lives. It is quite unfortunate.It was learnt that Wilson’s children are currently staying with his mother in Owerri, the Imo State capital. Such boy is uncontrollable. Even his mother, who is in Owerri, has not visited home since the incident. If the boy had good manners, his mother would have rushed home

 Eze Oguguo said the matter was reported to the police who deposited the woman’s corpse in the hospital mortuary while Wilson, who was still in coma, was taken to the hospital for medical attention, but he later died.

Also speaking to our reporter, a member of the community disclosed that the lady’s husband came and took her corpse to Yorubaland. 

“Her eyes were bulging out of the sockets, her face was swollen, while her tongue was gushing out. She looked like a dragon,” he said, adding that he could not bear the sight of the lady when her body was being removed.
The late banker’s husband had reportedly said that the only condition for Wilson to live was if he could walk to the mortuary to see the woman’s corpse. 

It was further gathered that the lady, who worked in a new generation bank, had lied to her husband that she was attending a meeting in Ibadan, the Oyo State capital while she went to Mbaise with her lover. 

But the medical director of Obizie People Medical Centre, where Wilson was rushed to for medical attention, Dr. Ohanyere Alex Chibuike, said the rumour about magun was baseless. He said the real cause of their deaths was the carbon monoxide they inhaled from a generating set throughout the night, explaining that he conducted tests on the deceased.  

“I repeated the tests and there was nothing suggesting that any other damage was done to his body,’’

He, however, said that members of the deceased’s family were yet to pay the hospital bill and collect his corpse for burial. 

The commissioner of police, Imo State command, Mr. Abdulmaheed Ali confirmed the incident.

Bomb Blast in Kano city leaves 4 dead

A bomb blast has been reported in Kano .It went off  at about 9:30 ,on a busy road lined with bars in the predominantly Christian area of Sabon  Gari .Kano State police commissioner said four people were killed ,three men and a girl of about 12.

“At about 2200 (2100 GMT), we heard an explosion and immediately mobilised to the scene where we discovered a suicide bomber…five people, including the bomber, were killed."

A Volkswagen Golf said by police to have been used by the bomber, was ripped into three pieces, with its engine resting on the roadside.

How I watched my 15-yr old daughter burn in Nyanya Bomb Blast-Heartbroken Mother

On April 14th many lost their lives in the unfortunate Nyanya Bomb blast..While we may have moved on,there are those still in pain over the gruesome killing of their loved ones.One of such people is Lydia Nwange, who sells okpa (Bambara groundnut), at the park.She watched her 15 year old daughter burn to death .Here is her heart wrenching story in an interview with Amina Mohammed of Premuim Times

 You sold okpa at the bus park before the bomb blast. One of your daughters was killed in that attack. Tell us about her and how it all happened.

Her name was Chinazor Nwange, she was 15 years old in SSS 2, and was in Government Secondary school Karu.She was my first born, the closest to me, very hard working and a dedicated Christian. In fact she helped me always at home. She was always bothered about the upkeep of the house, helped me with the house chores and was friendly with everybody around the compound.
She only helped to sell when the school was on break. Like when the school was on Easter break, she went with me to Nyanya to sell.A day before she died, she told me that that day (the day of the bomb blast) would be her last to go with me because she would be travelling for a church retreat, the day after. So I agreed.

On the day of the bomb blast in the morning after I had cooked the okpa, we both went to the park and I divided the okpa into two. I told her to go and sit just in front of the buses with an umbrella so she could sell to customers at that spot while I went to sell mine at the other end.
Just as I settled down to sell mine, I heard a loud sound then I looked forward I saw fire and flames then I ran towards that side shouting, my child, my child. As I got to the spot, I saw the okpa on a tray and the umbrella just where I told my daughter to sit, then I saw my daughter just right beside the okpa, burning; she was still alive and struggling in the fire. It was just her toes left. I screamed and rushed to rescue my daughter but I realised people were holding me back, warning that I might be consumed in the fire too.
They dragged me away from the spot. Later, some people came and took my child [at this point she was dead] into a van and left.I cried. I wailed. I could not think. I immediately entered a bus and went home to tell my husband what happened. Everybody broke down into tears. They tried to console me.Since then I have not been myself. I do not sell okpa again. Nobody helps me around the house. I have just been indoors in pains and tears.

PT: Have you located your daughter’s body?

 I have not seen my daughter’s body yet. I and my husband have visited many hospitals, nothing yet. The last one we went to is Asokoro general hospital. I asked those working in the mortuary about my daughter because I explained to them what my daughter was wearing, they told me they saw the type of the shoes on the body, but that the body had been taken to another place. I and my husband went to the other place, we did not see the body, and so we returned back to the hospital. Then a lady told us that if we see the body, we will not be allowed to carry the body because I could only identify the body with the leg. We then returned home.All I do is to pray and hope my husband sees her body. I can’t make the okpa anymore, my mind is still not settled, at every move I make in the house I remember her and how I saw her burn to death and could do nothing to save her.

"Using force to rescue abducted girls is NOT an option now" - Boko Haram negotiator

Shehu Sani, a former negotiator between Boko Haram and government, is advising the Nigerian authorities to negotiate with Boko Haram to set free the girls or fight with them .He told CNN “Connect the World” show

“There are two ways to which you can get these girls free.The first is to use force, and the second is through dialogue. The use of force is not an option for now in the sense that nobody knows where these girls were kept.And even if you know, these girls have been embedded in with the insurgents who are heavily armed. And any attempt to rescue them will be putting their lives in further danger.”

You all know the FG says they won't negotiate with terrorists while Boko Haram says the only way they would release the girls is when they free their members from prison.
This is just a sad case ...

"I don't believe in Marriage..Nigerian men are too controlling"-Yeni Kuti on being Single in her 50's

 Yeni who is the daughter of Afrobeat legend,Fela Anikulapo-Kuti is in her 50's,single, and loving it..Here is what she told the Sun....

"I am still single because I have lost all interest in marriage and I don’t believe in the institution any more. Nigerian men are too controlling and overbearing for me and I am already set in my ways. Besides, I have been on my own for too long. My major concern is training my daughter. I praise married women; I think they are the real stars of this country. Women in their husbands house looking after their husbands and children are amazing especially the ones with nine to-five jobs who come back home tired and still go to the kitchen to cook for their husbands. These are the women that women magazines should be celebrating because they are the real super women. Men are not easy to look after; I can’t do that so I duff my hat for such women. When my only child clocked two, I was separated from my ex-husband.  I am now in my 50’s and I am not thinking about having another child and I have no regrets. I don’t believe in having kids with everyman that comes my way. Maybe I could have had more kids if I had re-married but since I never remarried there was no need for me to have more kids. My marriage didn’t work because we couldn’t get on together after two years. Right now my daughter is the most important person in my life. I am still single and I have found a suitable man but right now, marriage is the last thing on my mind. Yes, it is true that you never can say never because things happen. But if ever I want to get married again, you will be the first to know."

"How we rescued two Chibok girls left to die by Boko Haram "-15 year old boy tells his chilling story

15-year-old Baba Goni was part of a vigilante group who saved two of the abducted Chibok girls,raped,beaten and left to die in the bush ..Baba who was once abducted and lived with Boko Haram for 2 years told his story as written by Babara Jones of Mailonline
Their faces scratched and bleeding, the pitiful remains of their once-smart school uniforms ripped and filthy, the two teenage girls were tethered to trees, wrists bound with rope and left in a clearing in the Nigerian bush to die by Islamist terror group Boko Haram.Despite having been raped and dragged through the bush, they were alive – but only just – in the sweltering tropical heat and humidity.

‘They were seated on the ground at the base of the trees, their legs stretched out in front of them – they were hardly conscious,’ 

Says Baba, who acted as a guide for one of the many vigilante teams searching for the Nigerian schoolgirls abducted from their school last month by Boko Haram.The horrific scene he and his comrades encountered, a week after the kidnap early on April 15, was in thorny scrubland near the village of Ba’ale, an hour’s drive from Chibok. It was still two weeks before social media campaigns and protests would prick the Western world’s conscience over the abduction.

In the days following their disappearance, rag-tag groups such as Baba’s, scouring the forests in a convoy of Toyota pick-up trucks, were the girls’ only hope.
But hope had already run out for some of the hostages, according to Baba, when his group spoke to the terrified inhabitants of the village where Boko Haram had pitched camp with their captives for three days following the kidnap.The chilling account he received from the villagers, though unconfirmed by official sources, represents the very worst fears of the families of those 223 girls still missing.

Four were dead, they told him, shot by their captors for being ‘stubborn and unco-operative’. They had been hastily buried before the brutish kidnappers moved on.

‘Everyone we spoke to was full of fear.They didn’t want to come out of their homes. They didn’t want to show us the graves. They just pointed up a track.’

The tiny rural village, halfway between Chibok and Damboa in the besieged state of Borno in Nigeria’s north-east, had been helpless to stop the Boko Haram gang as it swept through on trucks loaded with schoolgirls they had taken at gunpoint before torching their school.
Venturing further up the track, Baba and his fellow vigilantes found the two girls. Baba, the youngest of the group, stayed back as his friends took charge.‘

They used my knife to cut through the ropes‘I heard the girls crying and telling the others that they had been raped, then just left there. They had been with the other girls from Chibok, all taken from the school in the middle of the night by armed men in soldiers’ uniforms.
‘We couldn’t do much for them. They didn’t want to talk to any men. All we could do was to get them into a vehicle and drive them to the security police at Damboa. They didn’t talk, they just held on to each other and cried.’

For Baba, a peasant farmer’s son who has never been out of rural Borno, it was shocking to see young girls defiled and brutalised by the notorious terrorists he knew so well.But his own life has been full of tragedy and he told how he had ‘seen much worse’ than the horror of that day in the forest clearing.

A bright-eyed Muslim boy from the Kanuri ethnic group, proud of a tribal facial scar and  nicknamed ‘Small’ by all who know him because of his short, slim frame, he described a happy childhood with three brothers and two sisters in Kachalla Burari, a collection of mudhouses not far from Chibok.
Without electricity or running water, the children spent their days helping on their father’s subsistence farm, planting maize and beans and millet.

One night as he slept in his family’s mudhouse in the village, the gunmen came door to door, looking for informers.

‘I heard some noise, I woke up and saw men coming through the door, shooting at my uncle who was in the bed beside mine.That was the end of my childhood, the end of everything. I saw his body covered in blood, I backed away, and the men turned their guns on me. They grabbed me roughly and took me outside to a pick-up truck.

Baba, telling his story confidently and lucidly, wants to skate over the details of his two hellish years in the Boko Haram camp in Sambisa Forest. Today there are special forces soldiers swarming over the vast nature reserve and circling overhead in surveillance aircraft.
For this slight boy, there was no such worldwide interest as he scurried back and forth at the command of a ruthless gang dug into woodland far from any help or rescue.
He remembers many of them lived with women who had come voluntarily into the camp. He never saw any girls abducted. This latest phenomenon is unknown to him.

 ‘There were many abducted boys, but no girls.We were all scared to death and had to do whatever we were told – fetch water, fetch firewood, clean the weapons.
‘We couldn’t make friends – you didn’t know who to trust. I was made to sleep next to the Boko Haram elders, the senior preachers. I had no special boss in the camp, I was ordered around by everybody.The men prayed five times a day yet would leap on their motorbikes and trucks to carry out killing sprees.I knew they had started out as holy men but now I saw them as criminals, loaded with weapons and ammunition,’

As he got older, he was taught how to use an AK-47, how to strip it down and clean it, and reassemble it.
He could never understand what drove the men. They did not use alcohol or hard drugs, though he sometimes saw them smoking marijuana. They were monsters and he felt convinced they were mad.

‘They were wild, even when they prayed so loudly in groups together, making us join in. They were insane, unpredictable, and always planning their next attack. I never wanted to be one of them.They slept rough every night, just taking shelter under trees in the rainy season,‘We all wore the same afaraja [the Nigerian long shift and trousers] day and night. We washed them when we could. We slept on mats made of palm leaves, out in the open with the trucks all parked nearby, ready for a hasty move if necessary.They made us work hard so it was easy to sleep. I don’t remember crying through homesickness. I think the night when my uncle was killed in front of me did something to my feelings forever. It seems mindless, but I adapted to my life out there.’

Then came the day when he was given a ‘special’ but sickening task. One of the commanders told him he was going on a journey and would be tested for his loyalty to the group.

He brought two of his senior men to stand beside me. He said I would be going with them to my family’s home and I would have to shoot and kill my father.’ Baba had no time to plan. He was sandwiched between the two fanatics as they set off on a motorbike for his village home.
‘I pretended I was willing to do the job. I took the ammunition belt I was handed and clung on as we drove through the rough bush. When we were less than a mile from a nearby village, I threw the ammunition belt to the ground and pretended it had slid out of my hands.
‘They stopped to let me pick it up. Instead, I ran as fast as I could through the undergrowth. I didn’t care about thorns or snakes or anything. They shot at me and I could hear the bullets flying past and hitting the trees, but I was not going to stop for anything. I made it to the village and some kind people let me hide there.

‘The shooting would have been heard by local vigilante groups. I think that is why I wasn’t followed by the men on the bike.’

The next day Baba went home. He saw his grieving parents and siblings for the first time in two years.

‘But I couldn’t stay.I was bringing danger to their door and we all knew it.’

Confirmation of that came when Baba soon heard that vengeful Boko Haram chiefs had put a bounty on his head for his defiance of the equivalent of £12,000 – a fortune in the local economy.

‘I took a bus to Damboa, to report to the youth vigilante group.I wanted to work with them and I knew I was doing the right thing.’

His family, terrified, abandoned their home soon afterwards and today live in a remote part of Borno, rarely seeing their eldest son. He lives with a cousin who is also under a Boko Haram death threat.
He became a valuable volunteer with the vigilantes. He helps man checkpoints where Baba points out members of Boko Haram to the rest of the team.
But he was soon exposed to brutality of a different kind – this time from the government side. He helped to get one of his captors, a man he only knew as Alaji, arrested and handed to the soldiers.

‘It felt good at first, but then they shot him dead right in front of me,’