In the heart of Lusaka, Zambia, a tale unfolded that would forever haunt the minds of its inhabitants. Dorcas, a widow, struggled to make ends meet while raising her two children, Samuel and Ruth. They lived in a modest home on the outskirts of the city, surrounded by the tranquility of nature.
One day, while browsing through the market in search of affordable goods, Dorcas stumbled upon a peculiar sight. A mysterious man, his eyes gleaming with an unsettling intensity, was selling a rooster unlike any other. It was said to possess a dark and sinister power, capable of bestowing wealth and fortune upon its owner, but at a terrible cost.
Intrigued and desperate for a better life for her children, Dorcas decided to take a chance and purchased the rooster from the enigmatic vendor. Little did she know, this impulsive decision would unleash a nightmare upon her family.
At first, the rooster seemed like a blessing. Dorcas found herself winning lotteries and receiving unexpected gifts of money, enabling her to provide for her children in ways she never thought possible. However, as time went on, the rooster's true nature began to reveal itself.
The rooster would roam the house at night, its sinister crows echoing through the halls like a harbinger of doom. Samuel and Ruth, terrorized by the creature's presence, would wake up with strange, painful bites on their toes, inflicted by the rooster's sharp beak.
At first, Dorcas dismissed these incidents as mere coincidence, but as the bites festered and spread, she could no longer ignore the truth. The rooster was not a harbinger of fortune, but a harbinger of death.
Desperate to save her children, Dorcas sought the help of local healers and witch doctors, hoping to find a cure for the mysterious affliction. However, their warnings fell on deaf ears, as Dorcas refused to believe that the rooster she had purchased could be the source of their suffering.
As the months passed, Samuel and Ruth grew weaker and weaker, their once vibrant spirits replaced by a sense of dread and despair. The rooster's influence had spread like a poison throughout the house, infecting every corner with its malevolent energy.
One day, an old man, who had heard whispers of the rooster's curse, decided to take matters into his own hands. Under the cover of darkness, he snuck into Dorcas' home and stole the rooster, determined to rid the world of its evil presence once and for all.
Dorcas, now without her source of wealth and power, began to suffer. She searched high and low for the rooster, but it was nowhere to be found. Her children's health continued to deteriorate, and her own sanity began to slip away.
In her desperation, Dorcas turned to darker and darker rituals, sacrificing more and more of her family members in an attempt to regain the rooster's favor. But it was all in vain. The rooster was gone, and with it, any hope of salvation.
As the years passed, Dorcas' family was reduced to a mere handful of survivors. Samuel and Ruth, now young adults, were confined to wheelchairs, their bodies ravaged by the rooster's curse. Dorcas, consumed by guilt and grief, spent her days wandering the forest, searching for the rooster that had brought her so much pain.
One day, as she stumbled through the dense underbrush, she heard a familiar crow. The rooster was nearby. Dorcas followed the sound, her heart pounding with anticipation. She found the rooster perched on a branch, its eyes glowing with an otherworldly light.
Dorcas reached out to grab the rooster, but it was too late. The curse had taken its toll. Her hand, once strong and capable, withered away, leaving nothing but a skeletal claw. She collapsed to the ground, her life's energy drained away.
As Dorcas lay dying, she realized the true cost of her greed and ambition. The rooster had brought her wealth and power, but at the expense of her family's happiness and well-being. She closed her eyes, accepting her fate, and whispered a final prayer for forgiveness.
The old man, who had stolen the rooster, returned to the forest years later. He found Dorcas' remains, still clutching the rooster's feathers in her withered hand. He buried her body, and as he did so, the rooster's curse was finally lifted. Samuel and Ruth, now free from the rooster's influence, began to heal, their bodies slowly regaining their strength.
And so, the curse of the malevolent rooster came to an end. But the memory of Dorcas and her tragic fate would linger in the hearts of those who knew her, a cautionary tale of the dangers of greed and the power of forgiveness.
