I once shared the story below here...it's all made up apart from the killings (minus the carving of the bodies and the 3 sheep/2 rams)...In fact, I saw the first victim myself...sorry, it's not funny but it is memorable.
Skippa wrote:This is a true story that took place back home, about 25 years ago (I believe it was in 1984). In those days, our neighbourhood was on the edge of town and beyond it to the south, a cemetery and a vast expanse of mostly undeveloped land. For a period of about 3 months, a number of odd and tragic occurrences took place in that wilderness. It all started when a young man, who was out for nature's call stumbled upon the body of a woman, hung from a tree. It was apparent that she'd been dead for some time when she was discovered because the body was bloated and decomposing. The odd thing about it was that she was stark naked and was mutilated beyond imagination...her neck seemed to have been broken before she was hosted up to the noose because her face was completely turned to her back and parts of her limbs and organs had been removed. On her left forearm were carved the words "sadex lax iyo laba wan" (three sheep and two rams) and all types of strange shapes were cut into her flesh. People were horrified by this and perplexed as to the identity of the victim or the perpetrator(s). Because something like this had never occurred before and since nobody had claimed the body or reported a missing person, she was quickly buried and the authorities attributed this to the growing oromo refugee population.
A couple of weeks later, another body was found not too far from the same area, a young man, almost a child. He was found buried upside down, that is head first with only his feet and lower legs protruding. When he was pulled out, he too was naked and his entire body seemed to have been torched or scalded...his eyes had been gouged out his nose and genitalia were missing. They also found that every single one of his teeth had been pulled out and the tongue cut out of his mouth , in its stead, a note wrapped in a bloody plastic bag with the same weird patterns and 5 words "sadex lax iyo laba wan"...He too was a complete stranger and the body was quickly and unscrupulously disposed of, for fear that these unsolved crimes might expose the authority’s incompetence. But, the word had already leaked out and panic was spreading like wildfire amongst the population, particularly in our neighbourhood. People were organizing posses , some were taking it out on the poor oromo squatters by the marketplace, chasing them out of the neighbourhood. Others felt that there were some occult forces at play...
A solar eclipse which took place that same week turned the general paranoia into a mass hysteria...the local mosque's attendance swelled. A month later, another body is found in the bushes, an older man, hacked to pieces and then another, of a woman, mutilated in the same fashion as before. At this point, the police reluctantly decides to conduct regular patrols in the area. This is what happened to one police officer, as relayed to me. This particular night was moonless (gudcur) and pitch black and these two guys were patrolling at the edge of the cemetery, with a little flashlight to illuminate their path. They were arguing amongst themselves about the recent killings. One was of the belief that this was the work of some irate jinn who may have been disturbed in his/her invisible dwelling, or that someone may have stepped on a female jinn’s offspring and that she was taking it out on those poor unfortunate souls, and would continue to do so until the expiatory sacrifice of "3 lax iyo 2 wan" is paid...The other was laughing it off and teasing his companion for being so gullible...It was nothing more than the work of some disturbed ethiopian or some other insane individual, he thought. As they were carrying on, no too far from their location, they hear the sounds of branches cracking under the weight of a person's footsteps...The one with the flashlight, instead of using it and directing its beam toward the source of the noise, decides to bolt instead leaving his partner in the dark, at the mercy of whatever was coming his way. The other guy decides against following suit, for fear of breaking an ankle or his neck, running in the dark. He pulls out his weapon and shouts for whoever's there to stop or he'll fire. Nothing, the sound of footsteps grows silent. The man is squinting hard, trying to make out a silhouette in the obscurity but he sees nothing. Finally, he perceives a faint dot, a light floating in mid-air...then the sounds of footsteps again, the little light is floating, and then bobbing in an up and down motion, at times it intensifies as if it has a life of its own,...The officers gives off another warning but there's no use, whatever it is, it's coming at him...he squeezes the trigger, nothing...his gun is jammed. The little light is still approaching, up and down, side to side, up and down, side to side...the officer is sweating profusely now...he's going crazy with fright and thinks that he'll never live to see the day, he's cursing his partner under his breath, while trying to remember every surah of the Quran that he learned in his days in malcaamah, reciting the shahada and acuudu bilah at the same time. He decides to get low to the ground and remain completely still. The little light stops a few feet from him and goes down to about a foot above ground...the policeman is so still, he's holding his breath, worried that the sound will alert this nefarious presence. Then he hears a loud voice "waa maaaa na aa eeeya yaa maa aaa aaaag wooo aaa ya yaa"…and he sees the little light making a sudden jerk and then looping towards him. At this point, the guy just can't take it anymore, he musters with little energy he could and runs like he's never run before...better to die fleeing than to sit there like a sacrificial lamb, he thinks to himself...by the time he reaches the outskirt of the neighbourhood, some of the other policemen who had been alerted by his fleet-footed partner meet him,...the fear and the excitement, he's barely able breathe, let alone describe what he saw, not even a minute later, they see a handicapped guy from the neighbourhood naked except the macawiis wrapped around his waist, running right on the heel of the policeman...it takes them a while to piece it all together...Apparently, the light was coming from the handicapped (who was also deaf-mute) dude, as he was puffing on a fag...Because misery comes in three, the guy was also born with the misfortune (because that's how the somalis see it) of an excessively dark skin, so dark that he was known as lugyar corbeau (little leg the crow)...he was however blessed with an exceptionally good vision, as it is with people like him, who when deprived of one or more of their senses, compensate with another. the handicapped guy was not aware of what had transpired over the recent months (being deaf/mute) and was out for his usual stroll after dinner...He did not notice that there was anybody around the area until he saw the policeman crouched not too far away from him and he figured that he was taking a dump. As it were, this brought on him the urge of relieving himself so he decided to do the same, he realized however that the policeman was starring intently in his direction so he yelled out "Waar maxaand naga eegaysaa maanad arag wax xaaraya" then he flicked his cigarette at him. The next thing, he sees the police officer running like he had the devil in his tail...not to be outdone, and not wanting to waste time to check for what startled him, he grabbed his macawis and ran as best as his little leg would allow!
we stared some more and then that's when we saw the stream 
...hahahahaha baan ku waalanay 
, he saw us and waved his hand shooing us 'yalla Ruuh ruuh..( go go away, ceeb ceeb).. still 
we continued laughing hahahahaha yaa na qabta ..we did that on two more occasions, before we eventually got bored and left him in peace.
sounds like a horror movie thingy. 
