15 years later...

"Fatherrrrrr!" shouted fifteen-year-old Brida as his ill hero of a genitor, Babida the lumberjack, lying on the leather-made sofa in the living room of the family's mansion in Okunde, closed forever his eyes and commenced his voyage to the ancestors' world.

His mother Suzie, a now mature woman but still as beautiful as she had been in her adolescence, rushed at that very moment into the parlor with a bowl of medicinal potion that she had concocted for the middle-aged ailing woodsman. She was followed by the two housemaids who assisted her.

"My love!" she cried out as she noticed her husband was awkwardly moveless and had a pale face.

"Look, here is your malaria medicine, wake up and drink it please boo!" Suzie begged desperately the lifeless logger.