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The morning started like any other in Oba-Ife village. Women carried water pots on their heads. Children laughed near the stream. Then suddenly, a scream tore through the market square.
Every clay pot in the stalls began cracking at once. Sharp sounds like breaking bones filled the air. Red liquid seeped from the cracks, dripping onto the ground like blood. People ran in all directions, knocking over baskets and trampling vegetables.
An old woman stood perfectly still among the chaos. Her blind eyes seemed to see everything. She touched one of the broken pots and whispered words that made everyone freeze.
"The clay remembers."
A young mother picked up her shattered water pot. She gasped and dropped it immediately. There, beneath the brown glaze, was the faint outline of a human face. The eyes were closed as if sleeping. The mouth was slightly open as if trying to speak.