(During the same timeline, at the camp, Samukelisiwe is sitting by the river alone with the chatter of people echoing in the distance. The Angel then appears in front of her, standing on the water.)
Angel: (Speaking in a frolicking tone.) Why uhlezi wedwa?
Samukelisiwe: Just, nje.
Angel: You are boring.
Samukelisiwe: I’m boring? Who asked you to come here?
Angel: You did, or your prophetic gift did, but if your prophetic gift called me, it means you did, right? I do not know. All of this is confusing.
Samukelisiwe: Prophetic gift? Mina, hayi.
Angel: If you are not a prophet, then explain to me how you are seeing both me and your father?
Samukelisiwe: Angazi. Kahlekahle, wena ungubani?
Angel: I am happy you asked. I am Nyathi, your ancestor. (He spins around while spreading his golden wings.)
Samukelisiwe: (Sounding dubious.) But, you are an angel.
Angel: Yes, you are right. This gift dates back older than me.
Samukelisiwe: How old are you? Because you look thirty.
(The Angel pauses as if he is counting his years.)
Angel: I … don’t know.
Samukelisiwe: You do not know? Is this a joke or something?
Angel: Age does not matter after death.
Samukelisiwe: Really?
Angel: Yes, I am here to teach you how to believe.
Samukelisiwe: Believe in what?
Angel: Jesus.
Samukelisiwe: And then?
Angel: So you can access your prophetic powers in order to save your mother from being drained by a nasty snake. I personally do not have anything against snakes, but that one, whoa, he is pretty nasty.
Samukelisiwe: (Sounding confused.) I am confused.
Angel: Think of anything, and then say in Jesus’s name and see what happens.
Samukelisiwe: This is stupid. (She closes her eyes, thinks, and then opens them.) In Jesus’s name. (A pizza box appears in her lap, and she opens her eyes wide with amazement.)
Angel: (Sounding serious.) Pizza really? Your mother is about to die, and the only thing you can think about is pizza?
(Samukelisiwe fails to answer out of shame.)
Angel: (Speaking in a frolicking tone.) Is it extra cheese? I am hungry.
Samukelisiwe: Angels do not eat.
Angel: Have you met an angel before?
(Samukelisiwe gives the Angel an ironic stare.)
Angel: Don’t. Just don’t
(Thembeni approaches from behind, and he is wearing shorts and a T-shirt written “Ilizwi Elingcwele Ministries” on it. He does not see the Angel. He only sees Samukelisiwe with the box of pizza.)
Thembani: Hey, where did you get the pizza?
(Samukelisiwe fails to answer.)
Thembani:
Angel: (Speaking in an annoyed tone.) Zero manners.
(Thembani takes a slice of pizza and the extra cheese drips from it.)
Angel: (Sounding angry.) My cheese!
Tell us: Do you think Samukelisiwe will be able to save her mother from the snake?