Survival 33 It's not a habit, it's survival. At the hospital Oke: Stop laughing. What's funny there? Me: 😂, 😂! How can you say it's not, when even you yourself are laughing? Oke: I said I can't imagine Chima taking it. Like, how would his face look? I mean, he's fine now I'm totally surprised he's into this, like full-time. Omo, it's all just so... I don't know... funny. Me: 😂😂😂, 🤣🤣🤣! I wonder how he would like such a thing. Oke: Maybe he's carrying out a revenge attack. Me: Revenge attack? On who? Oke: Common, you know what I mean. Me: If everyone starts attacking all the people that wronged them, how many of us will remain? Oke: I know, right? Nurse: Excuse me, who among you is Okoye? Oke: Both of us. Nurse: I guess your mother wants to see you. We both ran to her. At the Santos Mansion Barrister Santos: Uhm, welcome to my place. What would you like to have? Engr Van: Why are you acting funny? This isn't my first time in your house. Barrister Santos: Sorry, I'm nervous. Engr Van: Why? Barrister Santos: You're cute. Engr Van: We're both old men. Barrister Santos: I'm not old ooo, I'm barely 36. Engr Van: I'm almost 30. Barrister Santos: And you're identifying as an old man? Engr Van: 🤣🤣🤣🤣. Why did you invite me here? Barrister Santos: To talk. Engr Van: About Afam or about us? Feeling shy and embarrassed… Barrister Santos: Emm, I have whistlers. I'm older here. I don’t know why you keep making me look like a small girl. Engr Van: I thought you were top. Barrister Santos: Depends on the situation. Right now, you're making me wet. Engr Van: 😂😂😂😂😂, I didn’t even know men get wet. Barrister Santos: Keep quiet and make me stop feeling awkward. Engr Van walked up to him and held his waist, and the barrister blushed more, smiling as a young boy touched by the love of his life. He was swallowing a whole lot of saliva. At the Police Station Inspector Isa: Chief, you have a visitor. Uncle Ike: Yes? He came out. Uncle Ike: Who are you? And Philip, I thought you were not coming. Philip: I'm sick to my stomach. He spat on the floor. Madam Esther: So, you don't remember? Uncle Ike: No. Who are you? Madam Esther: I don't blame you. Usually, this is where people like you end up. Uncle Ike: Excuse me? Madam Esther: About twenty years ago, you and your friend requested food. I provided it in that uncompleted building, after which you fixed yourself in me. You demonic evil being. Uncle Ike: 😲😲😲 Was that you?? You were so young and... Why are you here?? And with him? Philip: You deliberately got me on the streets to serve you right out. You will get all you want. Uncle Ike: What's all this nonsense? Madam Esther was crying. Madam Esther: The nonsense is that the fruit of that evil deed you did some years back is this boy you turned into a money-making machine. Uncle Ike: What?? Philip: Just so you know, my real father is dead as you killed him and I will be testifying against you in court so that you know. Uncle Ike: Listen to me, boy. Your life can still change. You’ll have control of my wealth and empire. Philip: Mumu! Something that belongs to Afam. And it will be taken away from you. You don’t know that you have missed your road. Uncle Ike: Listen, you two bail me out of here and I will give you both 50 million each in cash. Philip: Does the police know that you don't own that place, let alone able to cough out such amounts? Because if you had them, why can’t your family come to help you? Where is your other son now the one that was commanding everyone at work before the shutdown? Uncle Ike: I will come out of here one day or the other, and when I do, don’t come bothering me about inheritance or anything. Philip: I don’t want your blood money. Uncle Ike: Don’t forget your blood is part of the blood money. Philip: And you are proud of that, right? I’m sure you would have had two sons. Now you have none. Uncle Ike: What do you mean? Philip: I know Oke is not your son. You gave him up so easily. Plus your real son who we are hearing of his scores in Lagos. He is doing fine, spreading his father’s money everywhere. Useless people like you begat useless people like him. Uncle Ike: 😂😂😂😂😂 That means you are useless too! Philip: Chief, you will reap what you sow. You must. Madam Esther: Let's go. He is not worth our time. Uncle Ike: What did you come here for? Is it not because of wealth and money? Philip: I feel ashamed right now for everything I have ever done. Uncle Ike: It's in your blood. They left him. Inspector Isa: How many days now — your "do you know who I am" has not come ooo. How far? Uncle Ike: Get out. Inspector Isa: Omo, your crime rate is increasing. I helped that woman find that boy. She told me how she was manhandled, and now it’s you. I have good news and bad news. Uncle Ike: Bad news. Inspector Isa: The government has dropped the charges against that boy. They are looking for the murderer. The hotel and factory you said were not yours have been left off without charges. Uncle Ike: I said the bad news! Inspector Isa: You can go for now, but we will come back for the rape charge and other charges brought against you in recent findings. Uncle Ike: Unchain me! Inspector Isa: Get a good lawyer. It’s like the old one ran away. At the hospital Oke: Mum, please… Aunty Amaka: I need you both to go home and get the money in my room. Take it to your house and keep it there. Your uncle will take it. Me: You're still here. No one is taking anything and he is still arrested. Aunty Amaka: Go now, please. And this is the PIN to all my bank accounts. Oke: Okay, mum. Chill. You're scaring me. Aunty Amaka: If you don't go now, I won't be able to eat again. Me: Let’s go. Let’s do what she says. And we ran out of the hospital. As we were walking to the bus stand, we got a call. Barrister Santos: Hey boy, I got good news and bad news. Me: Tell me the bad news. Barrister Santos: They have released your uncle. He is going home. Me: OMG 😳 So what's the good news in all of this? Barrister Santos: The wealth and properties are now all yours. Because he denied them before, he can’t claim ownership anymore. Me: How is that good news? He is supposed to go to jail. Barrister Santos: Yeah, yeah, I know. But now you can fight him squarely without fear. And guess what you're moving into your house. And that hotel is now yours. I’ll be needing you to come with me tomorrow to visit the places. Me: I have to ask Engr Van. Barrister Santos: He said yes already. Engr Van: Mumu, don’t give yourself away. Me: Ohh 😯 You guys are together? 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 Nasty uncles. I’ll see you both tomorrow. Engr Van: Give me the phone. Where are you now? Me: On my way to my uncle’s place to get something for my aunty in the hospital. Barrister Santos: That’s a bad idea. I’ll call the police to go to the house and block him from entering. It's now officially your property. Me: Ehen, okay. Do that. So later, I’ll want details of what’s going on between you and Engr Van. Barrister Santos: 😂😂😂😂 Come, this young man, stop behaving like that. Do you hear me? Me: I am now the boss. And I will be needing details later simple. Barrister Santos: 😂😂😂😂😂 Van, is this how he talks at your place? Engr Van: He kissed me yesterday. I’ve been controlling myself. If not, he’d be banging me all day non-stop. Barrister Santos: That's not surprising. I know where it came from. Engr Van: Please call the police to protect the boy. Barrister Santos: Yes, I have. I mean, he is quite something else. Engr Van: When you call the police, I’d like to take a ride to Mexico. Barrister Santos: 😂😂😂😂😂😂 You are also crazy and naughty. At the house Oke: I have seen the cash she kept. It’s over four million. We need to pay this into the bank, right? Me: No, not yet please. Oke: Okay. The security man is not even at the gate. He has been fired. Knock knock. Oke: Someone is at the gate. Uncle Ike: Open this door! Oke: I'm sorry, I can't. This is no longer your house. The owner is inside. Let me call him and ask for his permission. Me: Good evening, uncle. Uncle Ike: Open the door. Let me get my things. Me: That's not possible. Uncle Ike: I'm warning you open this door before I bring the army to come break it down! Horn. A Hilux pulls over. Officer: Hey you, what do you want? This house is not under the name of Afam Okoye. You stated at the station that it’s not your house. Why are you here? Uncle Ike: I came to get my clothes, at least. And I have some cash that’s mine. Me: I’m sorry. Nothing here belongs to you anymore. Officer: Oga, leave this area now before we shoot you. Uncle Ike: I am the president of house owners in this area. I have a right to be here! Officer: Which house in particular? He kept quiet. He had already said the houses were not his they were for Afam. So why are you here? He noticed a small crowd gathering… This content is the intellectual property of OurStory TB and the author, Whiteman Micheal. Unauthorized use, reproduction, or distribution without proper credit to the author or the page is strictly prohibited. Permission must be obtained before any use. Uncle Ike: Ok, I will go. Emm Oke, get some clothes, my shoes, and my briefcase. Let me go to a hotel. Oke: You are with your phone, you have money in your accounts go to a hotel and stay. Enter a mall and buy new clothes. These ones here are all not yours. Uncle Ike: You ungrateful idiot. After all I did for you? Oke: By selling my ass to that golden devil, right? And talking all this nonsense you have no shame. Officers, send him out of this estate. (He was pushed out of the estate gate.) Officer: Hey, move. Move. Go out now. You said you didn't own anything—how come you became president of house owners? Officer 2: 😂😂😂 E fit be spiritual houses. Officer: 😂😂😂😂😂😂😂 (He walked to a POS shop and withdrew ₦100,000. Officer: Omo, you still get money ooo! Uncle Ike: Help me at least get my clothes from the house. I will give you ₦300,000 each. (Knock knock) Oke: Yes? Officer: You fit no let him enter, but give him his clothes. Let him not be naked. Oke: We are doing that now. Officer: Ok, good. So, make we wait. Oke: Yes. Me: Just pack it all inside those big Ghana Must Go bags and send it to him. Oke: There’s a box here filled with dollars. Me: That’s yours from what you endured from that white man. Oke: Wait, you have not counted the money yet. You don’t know how much it is and you're giving it to me? Me: It’s yours. Oke: Ahh, I am grateful. Me: Hurry up, let’s go to the hospital to see your mum. Remember, getting buses is hard. Oke: You keep forgetting that you are rich. All the cars in this compound are now yours. Me: Wow 😲 that's true. You’ll have to teach me how to drive. Oke: Ok boss. See, another bag of cash! Me: Keep that one for me. I’ll use it to say thanks to the others after the whole court case. Oke: Ok. So, will you be going to Engr Van’s place, or are we moving back in here? Me: Use some of that money to rent a place for your mother or buy her a house. She can’t come back here. I will be staying with Engr Van he is my master and I am his houseboy till I graduate. This place will be locked. I will visit occasionally. Oke: It’s like you planned this all. (We took three bags of clothes and shoes to the gate.) Officer: Yo! Wa very good. Uncle Ike: Where are the bags with money? Oke: I have been gifted that one as compensation for the horrors I passed through. Uncle Ike: Ungrateful beings. Me: I noticed you didn’t say anything to me. You will not last long outside there, I promise you. Not after what my mother went through hell and torment of fire. Or my father, who died mysteriously. They will all visit you. (As I spoke, I cried and fell. Oke helped me up. He said nothing as he carried his bags and walked away.) Me: Yes, walk away, you beast. Time is coming you will pay for everything. At the Santos Mansion (Santos kissed Van’s face, chin, and body, up to his chest.) Barrister Santos: Why are you not responding? Engr Van: What do you want? Barrister Santos: I can’t believe you’re asking me this. Engr Van: I’ve hardly had a romance in years and I just met you. I just want to know what do you want? Barrister Santos: Wait you think I go around having anyone I want? I’ve been celibate since my last baby was born. I was uncomfortable or afraid until I met my boyfriend, whose son I now fight for. We weren’t really deep into each other because he was still very married and committed. Engr Van: Santos, what do you want? (He looked at him.) Barrister Santos: If you are single, I would like to mingle. Engr Van: I don’t want to have sex outside a relationship. If I must do it with you now, it means we are officially dating. I just want one person for me. Barrister Santos: Is that all? Then yeah, I’m in. You’re the one who is kissing brothers. Engr Van: 😂😂😂😂😂 Trust me, when you get comfortable in my place, he will kiss you too. Barrister Santos: I want to be banged real hard right now. Engr Van: The worst part is that the last time I had sex, I bottomed. Barrister Santos: 😂😂😂😂😂 You’re a grown-ass man now. You could be a man. Shebi you want to have kids, right? Use me to practice. Engr Van: 😂😂😂😂😂😂 Shit man. Ok, stand up and get your hands on your knees. Barrister Santos: That’s serious punishment. But I want it. At the House Me: He couldn’t even beg. Oke: He has another house somewhere, and he has more money stashed somewhere. Me: He must pay for all the evil he has done. Oke: He will just go there and recharge. Me: We will see. Oke: Why do you still want to stay with Engr Van? Me: He is my father and guardian now. Oke: Ok. Me: Let’s get back to the hospital to see your mum. Oke: Yes, let’s do so. The police will stay here. At a Hotel Manager: Welcome, sir. Uncle Ike: Take these bags to my apartment. Mr. John: Good morning. Uncle Ike: Good morning, customer. I hope they have served you well. Mr. John: Yes, sir. (The manager went and returned. Uncle was in the lounge observing what’s happening.) Mr. John: Excuse me, manager, do you know that man is a wanted criminal and you allowed him to stay in this hotel? This is a new hotel in this area. People like him can make this place become trouble. Manager: Hmmm. How did you know him? Mr. John: I used to visit his last establishment. Manager: He didn’t own that one. He owns this one. He built this one from scratch. (Mr. John closed his mouth and walked a distance.) At the Hospital Aunty Amaka: So the police sent him away? Oke: Yes, mama. Aunty Amaka: Chai. Oke: Afam got us a new place for you and me. Aunty Amaka: Afam, my son, I am grateful. But I have one thing to ask from both of you. Oke: Mum, stop it. I know your question. Aunty Amaka: Please, he is your brother. Me: What do you want? Aunty Amaka: I have lost one child and I don’t want to lose another. Male Nurse: Good day, ma. Please, it’s time for your drugs. Another nurse will attend to you this evening I will be off. Aunty Amaka: Ok, my son. (Oke and I looked at the young man. He was quite handsome and good for his profession.) Oke: Mum, what do you want us to do? Aunty Amaka: If both of you talk to him, he would agree to change his ways and join you guys. Oke: Ahh, mum, you speak like he is not your son. When he makes up his mind, he has made it up and no one changes it. Aunty Amaka: Please, try for me. I have two left I can’t survive this anymore. (She tries to kneel down and we stopped her.) Me: Please don’t do that, I beg you. Please, do you have his address? Aunty Amaka: He said it’s in the Island. Penthouse. Me: Ok, any one in particular? Aunty Amaka: He sent it to me. Oke: Why did he send his address to you? Aunty Amaka: He didn’t want me to stay with your father anymore. Oke: Hmm, finally something we both agree on. Me: Let’s go there. Oke: What? What do you mean you mean right now? Me: Yes, I mean right now. Oke: I’m just not ready to face him right now. Let’s leave it for later. Aunty Amaka: No, please, the both of you should go there right now. Please, go there right now. At least, if he sees both of you, something might change his mind. Oke: My God, Mom, why are you putting me through this? Aunty Amaka: My son, please do not be angry. I beg of you. Please, just do this for me. Oke: Okay. Let’s go. Aunty Amaka: Do you have transport to go there? Oke: Mom, we have cars now. We are driving ourselves to that place. (She gave each of us a long hug before we left.) At the New Hotel Manager: Sir, you have a call. Uncle Ike: Yes, hello? Vice President: I am expecting you to apologise. Uncle Ike: If you were in my shoes, you would have done the same thing. Vice President: Ok, I am sorry. Uncle Ike: Ok. Vice President: I heard you have a new place for only exclusive people? Uncle Ike: Yes, but you are not qualified to have access. Vice President: Ah ah, Oga, cool down. I have apologised now na. Uncle Ike: What do you want? Vice President: I did most of the work for your release ooo. I need me some specials 2 or 3 delivered, exclusive and expendables. Uncle Ike: I don’t offer expendables positions anymore. Vice President: Ah ah! Why? Is it because of this small issue? Ah ah, it’s a small issue. Uncle Ike: I don’t do that again. Vice President: Come, do it do it fast or you will go back in there. Uncle Ike: If you need expendables, give your police orders and they can get it for you. Why use ordinary people like me? Vice President: It’s ok, I will give you time. I can see that prison really messed you up. Uncle Ike: Goodbye. Manager: Sir, what’s new? Uncle Ike: Nothing. We will run as usual and more quietly this time. Manager: Yes, sir. Uncle Ike: Ehh, manager, please find what hospital my wife is in. Manager: Ok, sir. At the Penthouse Oke: We are looking for Chima a fair, rich guy. Receptionist: I will call the steward assigned to him… he will be here in a bit. Moses: Welcome. Follow me. This content is the intellectual property of OurStory TB and the author, Whiteman Micheal. Unauthorized use, reproduction, or distribution without proper credit to the author or the page is strictly prohibited. Permission must be obtained before any use. Oke: Ok? Moses: So, I hope you both are shaved clean, and you must have a bath before you enter his room. Me: Eh, excuse me please.. Moses: Please don't interrupt me. Get these instructions first. Oke: Haha, ok, I like this. Moses: There are new shaving sticks in the bathroom. Clean up and clean out. And no screaming if you don't like it, you leave now. Me: We are not here for his… Moses: Please, I hear that a lot. I am his personal steward, so I prepare the guys. Me: Hmm... when do we get to see him? Moses: Both of you look like brothers. Ha, this world two brothers serving the same customer at once. Oke: Just take us to him. Moses: Wait here. Knock knock. Moses (to door): Sir, should I send these ones in? Chima: There are more outside? Moses: Yes, sir. Just two. Chima: Bring them in. As we entered, we saw Chima. For me, it was the first time seeing him. He was stark naked. He was no different from me—his body and mine looked alike; only our faces were different. I saw sweat dripping from his chiseled, muscled back. The room smelled of pap, but we knew what was really smelling in it. He was mounted on another guy, whose hands were straight on the floor, touching his legs, as Chima pounded his behind. Chima turned and saw us. He was shocked and surprised, but didn’t stop pounding. Moving back and forth. Then, after a few moves, he asked the other to stand up, and he did. His body was as beautiful as he looked. His machine was shaped like a curve, moving to the side. And as Chima moved in and out, the boy shot his seeds out of his body—even without being touched. Chima gripped him tightly—this made us know he was going to climax soon. And he did. Though he was inside, he was wearing a rubber. As he did his deed, the receiver felt him done. He turned and they kissed. But we could see that the receiver cried. It was his first time—perhaps when he saw us, because we had been behind them all this time, he felt ashamed and covered his boner. Not until I recognized him as the male nurse from the hospital this morning. Me: Hi. He didn’t reply. He rushed with his clothes into the bathroom. Chima didn’t even take note of us. He didn’t cover up. He walked the room stark naked with his boner pointing upwards and still standing. He removed the used rubber with his spill contained in it. The room was hot despite the air conditioner being on high. As he sat on the bed, he lit a cigar and blew the air at me. Chima: So finally, you got rich and took it all from him. You are the best amongst us. Oke: Put some clothes on. Chima: I wasn’t even expecting you to say that. I mean, you’ve had this experience before. But Afam here is comfortable seeing me like this. He looked at our trousers to see if any of us had boners. The nurse guy came out, all dressed up, still shy to look at us. Chima picked his phone and made a transfer. Male Nurse: Excuse me, we bargained 50k, and you sent me 1M? Chima: You didn’t tell me you were a virgin. And you didn’t tell me you were hot and sweet. And this was your first time. See, I am still getting hard just looking at you. Take the cash—you deserve it. I will call you soon. Take care of Mum. Oke: I thought as much. I know I knew you from somewhere. Male Nurse: I’m sorry. I won’t be back. This is not my thing. I just needed money for something urgent. Chima: Your name is Daniel—I saw it from your account. I will call you this weekend and we will make love again. And I will pay you the same amount. I am your first—let's keep it so. He stood up, walked up to the guy, who was still very shy. Tears came out his eyes. Chima licked the tears and kissed him. Gave him a warm hug and assured him he would be fine. He waved at us and left. Oke: I didn’t know you could give hugs and make a guy calm like that. Chima: I didn’t know a lot of things about myself either. Why are you guys here? To torment me? See, I knew the fool was going down soon, so I saw an opportunity and I took it. Oke: What opportunity? Chima: Hahaha... the one you refused those years back. He calls you his red cherry, right? He poured some drink into a glass as he walked around his room. Oke: Put some clothes on. Chima: Why are you serious about that? Am I turning you on? He winked and smiled at Oke and started jerking himself up slowly. I smiled. Chima: Afam, you wanna join me? Me: Yes, sure. This shocked them both. I stood up, took off my clothes and boxers. When Chima saw me fully naked, he almost ran away. I went to him and held him. Me: You wanted to see me naked. At least we are both seeing ourselves naked for the first time—enemies. Chima: I am not your enemy. My father is. And I heard he is out, so you better be careful. Me: Of him or you? Chima: I am not your ene— Before he finished talking, I grabbed his junk and started jerking slowly. Chima: I didn’t know you are bad like me... It's alright. Stop, I will wear some clothes. Wear yours. I didn’t stop. I kissed his nips. He pushed me away and stood up. I wore my clothes. He rushed to wear his. He was so angry and started trying to clean my mouth off his chest. Chima: I am sorry I pushed you. Oke: I thought you were strong. You were showing us preek, and they show you preek, you dey fear? Chima: Afam, I hope I didn’t hurt you. Me: You did. Chima: I am sorry. Me: Apology not accepted. Since you like bending someone, I’ll bend you. Chima: Haha, that’s a joke. Oke: Chima, Mum said we should reconcile with you so that you will stop these acts and go back to being the great boy you were. Chima: Was I? Oke: What? Chima: A great boy? Oke: Come on, you have always been a good boy. Chima: And you abandoned me in that house. You left me for him. You loved him more than me. And you let him use me. Oke: I won’t lie, but part of that is your fault. Me: No, don’t go there. Oke: No, leave me alone. I will tell him the truth. You were selfish and wicked. Did Afam do anything to you? But you were wicked to him. Chima: Well, yes, I was. That’s because you spent time with him way more than you spent with me. If you had always been around me, I could have learned to love him too. Me: Both of you, it’s ok. We are all good. Let’s go see your mum and tell her we are all settled. Chima: And what’s next? Me: What do you mean? Chima: Do I have to go and open shop and sell clothes like you to feed? Or go live with a lecturer and be their houseboy? I can’t do all that. I am not cut for that life. Oke: You don’t have to. I will take care of you and Mama from now henceforth. Chima: Where will we live? Oke: I got that sorted out already. Chima: What about you, Afam? Will you start hating me for all the things I did to you? Me: There is no gain in hating someone. Chima: But it’s going to be hard for me. I can’t just stop this. At least I am getting a good deal of money from him each month. I can stop flirting around, but I won’t stop sleeping with him when he calls. Oke: Have you ever in your life thought about where his money is coming from? What business is he into? Why are his wants different? See, you can do it with that nurse guy as long as you want. But with that thing that calls himself Gold Bro—you are my blood. I no go lie for you. Do the right thing. Chima: There is no right thing. There is just survival. Oke: Chima, please understand. If you won’t do it for anyone else, do it for your mum. Please. Chima: Leave me alone. He walked up to me. Chima: Seeing you naked scared me because your body was just like mine. I didn’t know if I should allow myself get hard or reject you. My mind was running with plenty confusion—that’s why I pushed you away. God has blessed you abundantly and given you all the things that are yours. I was not nice to you at all. I am sorry. Me: It’s all good. We hugged, and I kissed his cheek. Chima: Guy, why are you behaving weird like me? This is not your thing. Me: If you say so. But to add—I will look after you. And I will spoil you with cash if you stop all these and just be Chima again. Chima: Haha, which one? The hateful one or the naked one you kissed? Me: The one that is going to be a combination of old and new. Chima: Let’s go to the hospital. Me: The nurse guy is a gentle guy. Chima: And sweet too. Omo, he is going to be mine—like for me alone. Me: Ok. I hope he is the only one for you. Chima: I can have as many mine as I want. Oke: Shit. No no no, Chima, stop. Don’t let Mum hear that from you. In fact, pretend! Chima: Ok ooo. At the Hotel Manager: Oga, it’s all done. Uncle Ike: Thanks. At least the number of those who will testify against me are reducing. On the Road to the Hospital Ring ring… Chima: Hello sugar. I didn’t think you’d be calling me so soon. What’s up? Wanna spend the night with me? Male Nurse: I’m sorry. We lost your mum. Chima: What!? By Whiteman Michael Morals: Don’t be in a hurry to reconcile with your enemies, but don’t keep the burden hidden in you for too long. If you must do it, don’t blame anyone or any situation—you went there yourself, so you did it all by yourself. If your enemies are free and roaming, don’t feel relaxed. Guard yourself up. Sometimes, what fears some people the most is the people they presumed innocent doing the bad things they do. Some people are afraid of their own bad characteristics and don’t want it to spread. Sometimes, you venture far into a habit it becomes part of you, even if it’s killing you. By Whitemn Michael Do well to like, follow, and share. Please share to get the next chapter.